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P    O    C    K    K    T 

YMN   BOOK: 


BESICNED    AS    A 


CONSTANT    COMPANION 


FOR    THE 


I    o    u    s. 


COLLECTED    FROM 


VARIOUS    AUTHORS. 


NINTH    EDITION. 


PSALM    civ.    33. 

1  will  fing  unto  the  Lord  as  long  as  I  live ;  I  will  fin* 
praife  unto  my  God  while  I  have  my  being. 


PHILADELPHIA: 

PRINTED    BY    JOSEPH  JAMES,  C  HESNUT-STREST, 


M.DCe.LXXXVIII, 


A     Pocket     HYMN     BOOK. 


AWAKENING     and    INVITING. 
HYMN     I. 

i  f~\  FOR  a  thoufand  tongues  to  fing 
V_>/    My  dear  redeemer's  praife  ! 

The  glories  of  my  God  and  king, 
Tfee  triumphs  of  his  grace  ; 

2  My  gracious  Matter,  and  my  God, 

Affilr.  me  to  proclaim, 
To  fpread  through  all  the  earth  abroad 
The  honors  of  thy  name. 

3  Jefus,  the  name  that  charms  our  fears, 

That  bids  our  forrows  ceafe  : 
'Tis  mullein  the  Tinner's  ears  ; 
'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  power  of  cancell'd  fin, 

He  fets  the  pris'ner  free  ; 
His  blood  can  iruke  the  fouled  clean 
His  blood  availed  me. 

5  Look  unto  him,  ye  nations,  own 

Your  God,  ye  fallen  race  ; 
Look   and  be  fav'd  through  faith  alone, 
Be  juftify'd  by  grace  ! 


6  AWAKENING. 

6  See  ?.ll  your  fins  on  J-fus  'aid  ; 

The  Lamb  of  God  was  flain, 
His  foul  was  once  an  offering  made 
For  every  foul  of  man. 

7  With  me,  your  Chief  ye  then  (ball  know, 

Shall  feel  your  fins  forgiv'n  ; 
Anticipate  your  heav'n  below, 
And  own  that  love  is  heav'n. 

HYMN    II. 

i   /"^OME,  ye  tinners,  poor  and  needy, 
%>^/  Weak  and  wounded,  fick  and   fore, 
Jefus  ready  ftands  to  fave  you, 
Full  of  phy,  love,  and  pow'r ; 

He  is  able, 
He  is  willing,  doubt  no  more. 

2  Now,  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome, 

God's  free  bounty  glorify  ; 
True  belief,  and  true  repentance, 
Every  grace  that  brings  him  nigh  ; 

Without  money 
Come  to  Jefus  Chrtft  c«nd  buy. 

3  Let  not  your  confcience  make  you  linger, 

Nor  of  fitnefs  fondly  c  ream, 
All  the  fitnefs  he  requires, 
Is  to  feel  y  ;ur  need  of  hint } 

This  he  gives  you, 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  glimm'ring  beam. 

4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden'd, 

Bruis'd  and  mangled  by  the  fall, 
If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all  j 

Not  the  righteous, 
Sinners  Jefus  came  to  call. 


AND    INVITING. 

f  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Lo !  your  Maker  proftrafe  lies  ! 

On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him! 
Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, 

"  ltisfiniflTd!" 
Sinners,  will  not  this  famce  ? 

6  Lo  !  th'  incarnate  God  afcending, 

Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood ; 
Venture  on  him,  venture  freely, 
Let  no  other  truft  intrude  ; 

None  but  Jefus 
Can  do  helplefs  finners  good* 

7  Saints  and  angels  join'd  in  concert, 

Sing  thepraifes  of  the  Lamb, 

Whi  e  the  blifsful  feats  of  heaven 

Sweetly  echo  with  his  name  ; 

Hallelujah  ! 
Sinners  here  may  do  the  fame. 

HYMN    III. 

i   Z^IOME,  finners,  to  the  gofpel-feafl 
V_y  Let  every  foul  be  Jem's  gueft  ; 
Ye  need  not  one  be  left  behind  ; 
For  God  bath  bidden  all  mankind. 

?  Sent  by  my  Lord,  on  you  I  call ; 
The  invitation  is  to  all  : 
Come  all  the  world  ;  come,  (inner,  thou  ! 
All  things  in  Chrift  are  ready  no. v. 

3  Come  all  ye  fouls  by  fin  oppreft, 
Ye  reftlefs  wand'rers  after  reft  ; 
Ye  poor,  and  ma^m'd,  and  halt  and  blind, 
In  Chrift  a  hearty  welcome  find.. 


S  AWAKENING. 

4  My  mefTage  as  from  God  receive  ; 
Ye  all  may  come  to  C   rift,  and  live  $ 
O  le*  his  love  your  hearts  conftrain, 
Ncr  fuffer  !  im  to  die  in  vain  I 

5  His  love  is  mighty  to  compel : 

His  conqu'ring  love  confent  to  feel  ; 
Yield  to  h^  love'-  refiftlefs  power, 
And  fight  agai.'.ft  your  God  no  more. 

6  See  him  fet  forth  before  your  eyes, 
That  precious,  bleeding  facrifice  ! 
His  offer' d  benefits  embrace, 
And  freely  now  be  fav'd  by  grace  I 

7  Th  is  is  the  time  ;  no  more  delay  I 
This  is  the  acceptable  <"ay  : 
Come  in,  this  moment,  at  his  call, 
And  live  to  him  w^o  dy'd  for  all  f 

HYMN    IV. 

Why  'will  ye  die,  O  hovfe  of  Ifraell 
Ezek.  xviii.  31. 

1  C  INNER  S,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  > 
O  God,  your  Maker,  afks  you  why  r 
God  who  did  youi  being  ^ive, 
Made  you  with  himfelf  to  live  ; 

He  the  fatal  ciufe  demands, 
Afks  the  work  of  his  own  hands; 
Why,  ye  thanklefs  creatures,  why 
Will  ye  crois  his  love  and  die  ? 

2  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  you  die  ? 
God,  your  Saviour,  afks  you  why  r 
God,   who  did  your  fouls  retri  ve, 
Dy'd  himfelf  that  you  might  live. 


AND   INVITING, 

Will  y«u  let  him  die  in  vain  ? 
Crucify  your  Lord  again  ? 
Why,  ve  ranfom'd  tinners,  why  _ 
Will  you  flight  his  grace,  and  die  ? 

3  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God  the  Sprit,  afks  you   vhv 

He,  who  all  your  lives  hath  drove, 
Woo'd  you  ro  embrace    is  love  ; 
Will  you  not  the  grace  receive  ? 
Will  vou  fall  refine  to  live  ? 
Why,  ve  long-fought  finners,  why 
Will  you  grieve  your  Gud,  and  die  ? 

4  Dcau,  ilreadv  dead  within, 
Spiritually  dead  in  fin, 

Deadio  God,  while  l^ere  you  breathe. 
Pant  ye  afer  fecoiid  death  ? 
Will  vou  -ftill  in  fin  remain, 
Greedv  of  eternal  p^in  ? 
O  ye  dying  finners,  why, 
Why  will  you  for  ever  die  ? 

HYMN     V. 

s.  QINNERS,  obey  the  gofpel  word  \ 
O  Halle  to  the  (upper  of  my  Lord  $ 
Be  wife  *o  know  your  gracious  da)  ! 

All  things  are  ready;  come  away. 

2,  Ready  the  father  is  to    own, 
And  kifs  his  iate  returning  fon 
Ready  your  loving  Saviour  ftands, 
An.!  fpreads  for  you  his  bleeding  hands. 

3  ReaJv  tie  fpirk  of  h  s  love, 
juft  now  the  ftony  to  remove  ; 


!°  AWAKENING. 

ILaPplS  ™d.  Witnefs  with  '^  blood, 
And  wafh,  and  ieal  the  Tons  of  God, 

4  Ready  for  you  the  angels  wait, 
To  triumph  in  your  bleftcrtate: 

I  umng  their  harps,  they  Jong  to  praife 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  grace 

5  The  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Gho/r 
Are  ready  with  their  fhining  hoft  •  ' 

1  he  Dead's  alive!  the  Loft  is  found." 

6  TCn°™  '£"*  yC  fTerS>  t0  y°ur  ^ord, 
In  Chrift  to  paradife  reftor'd  • 

his  proffer'd  benefits  embrace, 

I  he  plenitude  of  gofpel  -grace. 

HYMN      VI. 

1  R  vH-?P  ?'  Saviour  of  mankind, 
±J  Nail'd  to  the  fhameful  tree  • 

How  v«ft  the  love  that  him  inclined 

1  o  bleed  and  die  for  thee  ! 

2  Ha"k»  how1^  groans  !  while  nature  fliake* 

And  earth's  rtrong  pillars  benH  i  ' 

4uCT?^ S  V€il  in  fundcr  breaks, 
iheiohd  marbles  rend. 

3  *Tu  done  !    the  precious  ranfom's  paid, 
'   Receive  my  foul,"  he  cries  I 
bee,  where  he  bows  his  facred  head  i 
He  bows  his  head  and  dies. 

4.  But  foon  he'll  break  death's  envious  cham, 
And  in  full  glory  lhine  ; 
O  Lamb  of  God!    was  ever  pain, 
Was  ever  love  like  thine  I 


AND  INVITING.  IX 

*  H    Y    M    N      VII. 

i    /"*\   Love  divine  !  what  haft  hou  clone  ! 
V^/     Th'  immortal  G  jd  u*m  dy'd  for  me  ! 
The  Father's  co-ecernU  Sun 

Borr  ail  my  fins  upon  the  tree  : 
Th'  immortal  God  for  me  iia'n  dy'd  j 
My  Lord,  my  i^ve  ii>  crucify*d. 

^  Behold  him,  all  ye  that  pafs  by, 

The  bleeding  pnn  :t  or  hie  and  peace  ! 

Come,  lee,  y .  worms,  your  Makei  die, 
And  (uy,  was  ever  grief  like  nis  ! 

Come,  feel  with  me,  his  blood  apply'd  ; 

My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucify'd. 

3  Is  crucify'd  U>r  me  and  you, 

To  bring  us  rebels  back  to  God  ; 
Believe,  believe  the  record  true, 

Ye  all  are  bought  with  Jem's  blood  5 
Pardon  for  al'  flows  from  his  fide  j 
My  Lord,  my  Love  is  crucify'd. 

4  Then  let  us  fit  beneath  his  crofs, 

And  gladly  catch  the  healing  fire  tin  ; 
All  things  for  him  account  but  lofs, 

And  give  up  all  our  hearts  to  him  ; 
Of  nothing  thin:  or  fpe-ak  befide 
My  Lord,  my  Love  is  crucify'd. 

HYMN      VIII. 

*  rT*  H  E  E  we  adore,  eternal  name, 

JL     And  humbly  own  to  thee, 

How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame^ 

What  dying  worms  we  be  I 

A  a 


14  AWAKENING. 

i  Our  wafting  lives  grow  fliorter  (HI J, 
As  days  and  months  increafe  ; 
And  ev'ry  beating  pulfe  we  tell, 
Leaves  but  the  number  !efs. 

3  The  year  roll    round  and  Heals  away, 

The  breath  tha'  iirft  it  gave: 

Whate,er  we  dot  where'er  we  be, 

We're  travMng  to  the  grave. 

4  Dangers  ftand  thick  thr,  ugh  all  the  ground, 

To  pufh  Its  to  the  tomb  ; 
And  fierce  difeafes  wait  around, 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 

5  Great  God  !  on  what  a  (lender  thread 

Hang  everlafHng  things  ! 
Th'  eternal  dates  of  all  the  dead, 
Upon  life's  feeble  firings  ! 

6  Infinite  joy,  or  endlefs  woe 

Depends  on  ev'ry  breath  ; 
And  yet  how  unconcern'd  we  go, 
Upon  the  brink  of  death  ! 

7  Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowfy  fenfe, 

To  walk  this  dang'rous  road  ; 

And  if  our  fouls  arc  hurry  'd  hence, 

May  they  be  found  with  God  ! 

H    Y    M    N      IX. 

j  "T  T  7HEN  rifing  from  the  bed  of  death, 
VV       O'erwhelm'd  with  guilt  and  fear, 
1  v  ew  my  Maker  face  to  face, 
O  how  (hall  I  appear  ! 

1  If  yet  while  pardon  may  be  found, 
And  mercy  may  be  (ought ; 


AND   INVITING. 

My  foul  with  inward  horror  (brinks, 
And  trembles  at  the  thought  ! 

3  When  thou,  O  Lord,  (halt  (land  difclos'd, 

In  majefty  fevere, 
And  fit  in  judgment  en  my  foul, 
O  how  (hall  I  appear  ! 

4  O  may  my  broken  contrite  heart, 

Timely  my  fins  lament, 
And  early  with  repentant  tears, 
Eternal  woe  prevent. 

5  Behold  the  forrows  of  my  heart, 

Ere  yet  it  be  too  late ; 
And  hear  my  Saviour's  dying  groans, 
To  give  thofe  forrows  weight. 

6  For  never  fnali  my  foul  defpair 

Her  pardon  to  fecure, 
Who  knows  thy  only  Son  hath  dy'd 
To  make  that  pardon  fure. 

HYMN      X. 

AND  am  I  born  to  die  ? 
To  lay  this  body  down  ? 
And  muft  my  trembling  fpirit  fly 
Into  a  world  unknown  ? 
A  land  of  deepefl  (hade, 
tJnpierc'd  by  human  thought ! 
The  dreary  regions  of  the  dead, 
Where  all  things  are  forgot. 

s       Soon  as  from  earth  I  go, 
What  will  become  of  me  ? 
Eternal  happinefs  or  woe 
Mult  then  my  portion  be  J 


J4  AWAKENING 

Wak*d  by  the  trumpet's  found, 
I  from  my  grave  mall  rife, 
And  Teethe  Judge  \*  h  gl6rv  crown'd, 

And  fee  the  flaming  flees  ! 

3       How  fhall  I  leave  my  tomb  ! 
With  triumph  or  regret? 
A  fearful  or  a  joyful  doom, 
A  curfe  or  bleflirrg  meet  i 
Will  angel-bands  convey 
Their  broiher  to  the  bar  f 
Or  devils  drag  my  foul  away 
To  meet  its  fentence  there  i 

f.      Who  can  refolve  the  doubt 

That  tears  my  anxious  b-ea/r  ? 
Shall  I  be  with  the  damn'd  caft  out, 

Ornumber'd  with  the  bleft  ? 

I  muft  from  God  be  driv'n, 
Or  with  my  Saviour  dvtei} : 
Muft  come  at  his  command  to  heav'n, 

Oielie  depart  to  hell. 

;       O  thou  that  wouldft  not  have 
One  wretched  finner  die, 
Who  dy'dft  thyfelf,  my  loul  to  fav^ 
From  end  ids  mifery  ! 
Shew  me  the  way  to  flmn 
Thy  dreadful  wrath  fevere, 
That  when  thou  comeft  on  thy  throng 
I  may  with  joy  appear. 

Thou  art  thyfelf  the  way, 

Thyfelf  in  me  reveal ; 
So  (hall  I  fpend  my  life's  (hurt  day 

Obedient  to  thy  will  j 


AND    INVITING.  15 


So  fhall  I  love  my  God, 
Becaufe  he  firff  lov'd  me, 
And  praife  thee  in  thy  bright  abode, 
To  all  eternity. 

HYMN       XL 

« 
i      AND  am  I  only  born  to  die  ? 
XJl.  And  miift  I  fuddenly  comply 

With  nature's  fern  decree  ? 
What  after  death  for  me  remains  ? 
Celeftial  joys,  or  hellifh  pains, 
To  all  eternity. 

2  How  then  ought  I  on  earth  to  live, 

While  God  prolongs  '.he  kind  reprieve^ 
And  props  this  ho  Life  of  clay  ; 
My  fole  concern,  my  Angle  care, 
To  watch  and  tremble,  and  prepare 

Againftthat  fatal  day! 

3  No  room  for  mirth  or  trifling  here* 
For  worldly  hope,  or  worldly  fear, 

If  life  fo  foon  is  gone ; 
If  now  the  Judge  is  at  the  door, 
And  all  mankind  mud  (land  before 

Th'  inexorable  throne ! 

4  No  matter  which  my  thoughts  employ, 

A  moment's  mifery  or  joy  ; 
But  Oh  !  when  both  fha'l  end, 
Where  fhall  I  find  my  de/fin'd  place* 
Shall  I  my  everlalting  days 
With  fiends  or  angeis  fpend  ? 

A  i 


\6 


AWAKENING 


5  Nothing  is  worth  a  thought  beneath, 
£ut  how  I  may  efcape  the  death 

That  never,  never  dies! 
How  make  mv  own  election  Aire, 
And,  when  I  fail  on  earth,  f'ecurc 

A  maniion  in  the  fkies, 

6  Jefus,  vouchfafe  a  pitying  ray, 

Be  thou  my  guide,  be°thou'mt  way 
i  o  glorious  happinefs  » 
Ah  !  write  the  pardon  on  mv  heart 
And  whenfoe'er  I  hence  depart,  ' 
Let  me  depart  in  peace. 

HYMN       XII. 

i  ryHOU  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 
A    Before  who/e  bar  fevere, 
With  holy  joy,  or  guilty  dread, 
VVealiiktllfoon  app-ar; 
Our  ca  ;rion'd  fouls  prepare 
For  that  tremendous  day, 
And  fill  us  now  with  watch,  til  care 
And  ftk"  us  up  to  prav. 

i       To  pray  and  wait  th  e  hour, 
That  awful  hour  unknown, 
When  rob'din  majeftyand  pow'r 
.Thou  fhalr  from  heav'n  come  down  j 
Th'  immortal  Son  of  Man, 
To  judge  the  human  race, 
With  all  thy  Father's  dazzling  train, 
With  all  thy  glorious  grace. 

To  damp  our  earthly  joys, 
T'  ir.creaie  cur  gracious'  fears, 


AND    INVITING.  r? 

Forever  let  th'  archangel's  voice 

Be  founding  in  our  ears 

The  folemn  midnight  cry, 

"  Ye  dead,  the  Judge  is  come, 
lt  Arife,  and  meet  him  in  the  (k.y9 

And  meet  your  inftant  doom  ! 

4       O  may  we  thus  be  found 
Obedient  to  his  word, 
Attentive  to  the  trumpc  's  found, 

And  looking  for  the  Lord  I 
'  O  may  we  thus  infure 
A  lot  among  the  bleft, 
And  watch  a  moment  to  fecurfe 
An  everiafting  refti 

HYMN      XIII. 

2   T.T  E  comes!    he  comes  1   the  Judge  feverc 
JLJl    The  feventh  trumpet  fpeaks  him  near; 

His  lightnings  flafb,  his  thunders  ioll  j 
How  welcome  to  the  faithful  foul  \ 

2  From  heav'n  angelic  voices  found, 
See  the  Almighty  Jefus  crown'd! 
Girt  with  omnipotence  and  grace 
And  glory  decks  the  Saviour's  face. 

3  Defcending  on  his  azure  throne, 

He  claims  the  kingdoms  for  his  own  j 
The  kingdoms  all  obey  his  word, 
And  hail  him  their  triumphant  Lord. 

4  Shout  a'l  the  people  of  the  fky, 

And  all  the  faints  of  the  Moft  High  ; 
Our  Lord,  who  now  his  right,  obtains, 

For  ever  and  for  ever  rei/Jis. 


'  8  AWAKENIN« 

HYMN      XIV. 
I   V   O!  he  comes  with  clouds  defending 
JL^    Once  tor  favour' J  fwners  (lain  f 
TLeufand,  thoufand  faints  attending 
Swell  rhe  triumph  of  his  train. 

Halleluj.h! 
God  apj  ears  with  man  to  reign. 

a  Ev'ryeye  fhall  now  behold  him, 
Rob'd  in  dreadful  majefty  ; 
Thofe  who  fet  at  nought  and  fold  him, 
Pierc'd  and  nail'd  him  to  tne  tree, 

Deep:y  wailing, 
Shajl  the  true  Mefliahfee. 

3  The  dear  token  of  hispaffio-, 
Still  his  dazzling  body  bears  ; 
Caufe  of  endlefs  exultation 
To  his  ranfom'd  worfhippers : 

With  what  raptuie 
Gaze  we  on  thofe  glorious  fears. 
4  Yea  !  Amen  !  let  all  adore  thee, 
High  on  thine  eternal  throne ! 
Saviou  -,  take  the  pow'r  and  glory, 
Claim  the  kingdom  for  thine  o.vn 

Jah  !  Jehovah  ! 
Everlafting  God  come  down. 

HYMN      XV. 

1   T\  LOW  >'e  the  trumpet,  blow 
•*-*       The  gladly  folemn  found, 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 
To  earthN  remoteft  bound, 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Rcturna  ye  ranfom/d  finners,  home. 


>ND   INVITING-.  29 


Jefus,  our  great  High  Prieft, 

H  th  full  atonement  made  ; 
Ye  weary  fpirits  reft, 

Ye  mourn rul  fouls  be  glad  ; 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 

Extol  the  Lamb  of  God, 

Te  all-atoning  Lamb  ; 
Redemption  in  his  blood 

Throughout  the  world  proclaim. 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 

Ye  flaves  of  iin  and  hell, 

Your  liberty  receive, 
And  fafe  in  Jefus  dwell, 
And  bleft  in  Jefus  live. 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 

Ye,  who  have  fold  for  nought 

Your  heritage  above, 
Shall  have  it  back  unbought, 
The  gift  of  Jem's  love. 
The  year  oi 'jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 

The  gofpeUtrumpet  hear, 

The  news  of  heav'niy  grace. 
And  fav'd  from  earth,  appear 
Before  your  Snv'iour's  face. 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ys  ras»fomvd  finners^  home* 
A  4 


2S>  AWAKENING 

HYMN      XVI. 

I  TERRIBLE  thought!  fhall  I  alone, 
r%   11     V7^  °  m^y  be  fav'd,  fhall  I, 

Ofall,  alas!  whom  I  have  known 
•i  ni  oilg  h  fin  for  ever  die  ? 

1  Wirlle  all  my  old  companions  dear, 
\V\r.h  whom  I  once  did  live, 
Joyful  at  God's  right  hand  appear, 
A  blefling  to  receive. 

3  Shall  I  amidft  a  ghafrly  band, 

Dragg'd.  to  the  judgment  feat, 
Far  on  the  left  with  horror  ftand, 
My  fearful  doom  to  meet  ? 

4  While  they  enjoy  their  Saviour's  love, 

Muft  I  in  torments  dwell  ? 
And  hou  1  (vt  hile  they  fing  hymns  above) 
And  blew  the  flames  of  hell. 

5  Ah  l  no;   I  frill  may  turn  and  live; 

For  ftiil  Lis  wrath    elays  ; 
He  now  vouchfafesa  kind  reprieve. 
And  offers  me  his  grace. 

6  I  will  accept  his  offers  now, 

From  evVy  fin  depart, 
Perform  my  oft  repeated  vow, 
And  render  him  my  heart. 

*  I  vvill  improve  what  I  receive, 
The  grace  through  Jefus  given  j 
Sure  if  with  God  on  earth  I  live, 
T©  |ive  with  God  in  hcav'n. 


AND     INVITING.  21 

HYMN    XVII. 

i  HPHOU  Gdof  glorious  mjefty, 
JL      To  thee,  againft  myfelf,  to  heey 

A  worm  of  eart   ,  I  cry  ; 
A  half-awaken'd  child  of  man, 
An  heir  of  t-ndlefs  blifs  or  pain, 
A  finner  born  'o  die  ! 

1  Lo  !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 
'Twixt  two  unbounded  feas  I  ftand 

Secure,  infeniible  ;       ^ 
A  Doint  of  time,  a  moment's  fpace, 
Removes  me  to  that,  heav'nly  place, 

Or  fhuts  me  up  in  hell. 

3  O  Godt  mine  inmofl  foul  convert, 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtful  heart 

Erenul  things  imprefs  j 
Give  me  to  feel  their  folemn  weight, 
And  tremble  on  the  brink  of  fate, 

And  wake  to  righteoufnefs. 

4  Before  me  place  in  dread  array 
Th-  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

When  thou  with  clouds  (halt  come 
To  judge  the  nations  at  chy  bar  ; 
And  tell  me,  Lord,  (hall  I  be  there 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom  ? 

5  Be  this  my  one  great  bus'nefs  here, 
With  ferious  induftry  and  fear 

Eternal  blifs  t'  enfure  ; 
Thine  utmoft  counfel  to  fulfil, 
And  fuffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  endure, 


~z  PENITENTIAL- 

6  Then,  Saviour,  then  my  foul  receive 
Traniported  !rom  this  vale,  to  live 

And  reign  with  thee  above  ; 
Where  faith  is  fweetly  loft  in'fight, 
And  hope  in  full,  fupreme  delight/ 

And  everlafting  love. 

••<>"<®'<^>xS><^>»<>.. 

PENITENTIAL. 
H  Y  U  N      XVIII. 

1  T^AJ^ER  cf  llgh:s  from  whom  proceeds 
JL      W  ..ate'er  thy  ev'ry  creature  needs, 
Whole  goodnefs,  providently  nigh, 
Feeds  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry  : 
To  thee  I  look,  my  heart  prepare, 
Sllggeft>  and  hearken  to  my  pray'r. 
2  Since  by  the  light  myfelf  I  fee 
Naked,  and  poor,  and  void  of  thee  ; 
Thy  eyes  muft  all  my  thoughts  furvcy, 
Preventing  what  my  lips  would  fay  ; 
Thou  feeft  my  wants,  for  help  they  call, 
And  e're  I  fp.eak  thou  know'ft  them  all. 
j  Thou  know'ft  the  bafenefs  of  my  mind, 
Wayward,  and  impotent,  and  blind  :    ' 
Thou  know'ft  how  unfubdird  my  will, 
Averfe  to  good,  and  prone  to  ill  j 
Thou  know'ft  how  wide  mv  paffions  rove, 
Nor  check'd  by  fear,  nor  charm'd  by  love. 
4  Fain  would  I  know  as  known  by  thee, 
And  feel  t!  e  indigence  I  fee  ; 
Fain  would  I  ail  my  vilene/s  own, 
And  deep  beneath  tne  burden  ^roan ; 


PENITENTIAL.  23 

Abhor  the  pride  that  lurks  within, 
Deteft  and  loath  myfelf  and  fin. 

5  Ah!   give  me,  Lor3,  myfelf  to  feel, 
My  total  milery  reveal ; 
An  !  give  me,  Lord,  (I  ftill  would  fay) 
A  heart  to  mourn,  a  heart  to  pi  ay  j 
Mybufinefs  this,  my  only  care, 
My  life,  my  ev'ry  breath  be  pray'r. 

HYMN     XIX. 

j   f^TUAT  I  could  repent  ! 
Y^J     O  that  I  could  believe ! 
Thou,  by  thy  voice,  the  marble  rent, 

The  rock  :n  funder  cleave  ! 

Thou,  by  the  two-edg'dfword, 

My  foul  and  fpirit  part, 
Strike  with  the  hammer  of  thy  word, 

And  break  my  ftubborn  heart. 

3     Saviour,  and  Prince  of  peace, 

The  double  grace  beftow, 
Unloofe  the  bands  of  wickednefs, 

And  let  the  captive  go  : 

Grant  me  my  fins  to  feel, 

And  then  the  load  remove  ; 
Wound,  and  pour  in,  my  wounds  to  heal, 

The  balm  of  pard'ning  love. 

3     For  thine  own  mercy's  fake 
The  curfed  thing  remove, 
And  into  thy  prG>e£tion  take 
The  pris'ner  of  thy  love  ; 
In  ev'ry  trying  hour 
Stand  by  my  feeble  foul, 
And  fkreen  me  from  my  nature's  pow'r 
Till  thou  haft  made  me  whole. 


2*  PENITENTIAL. 

4  This  is  thy  will,  I  know, 
ihat   I  mould   iolybe,  , 

5  ould  let  my  fin  this  moment  go, 
I  his  moment  turn  to  t:.ee  : 

O  might  I  now  embrace 
Thy  all-mfficient  pow'r, 
And  nevermore  to  fin  giVe  place, 
And  never  grieve  thee  moie. 

HYMN     XX. 
i     T  ESU,  let  thy  pitying  eye 

fcj      Call  back  a  wand'ring  flieep  • 
Falfetothee,  like  Peter,! 

Would  fain  like  Peter  weep  : 
Let  me  be  by  grace  reftor'd, 

On  me  be  all  long-fuffYing  mown  : 
,    1  urn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 
And  break  my  heart  of  (rone. 

2  Saviour,  Prince  em hron'd  above, 

Repentance  to  impart, 
Give  me,  through  thy  dying  1  ,vo, 

The  humble,  contrite!  eart  : 
Give  what  I  have  long  implor'd, 

A  portion  of  thy  grief  unknown  ; 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  ftene. 

I  For  thine  own  compaffiori's  fakie 

Thegr3cious  wonder  (how  ! 
Caft  my  fin-  behind  tj 

And  warn  me  wfrite  as  J  now: 
If  thy  bon!>  now  are  ftirr'd, 

If  I  now  my&lf  bemoan, 
Turn,  an  S  look  upon  m°,  Lor^, 

And  break  ray  heart  of  (: 


PENITENTIAL.  -- 

4.  See  me,  Saviour,  from  abo/e, 

Nor  flitter  me  to  die  ! 
Life,  and  kappinefs,  and  love, 

Drop  from  thy  gracious  eye  ; 
Speak,  the  reconciling  word, 

And  let  thy  mercy  melt  me  down  3 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  flone. 

5  Look,  as  when  thine  eye  purfu'd 

The  firft  apoftafe  man, 
Saw  him  welt' ring  in  his  blood, 

And  bade  him  rife  again  ; 
Speak  my  paradife  reftcr'd, 

Redeem  me  by  thy  grace  alone  ; 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,   Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  tlone. 

6  Look,  as  when  thy  languid  eye 
Was  cios'd  that  we  might  live  ; 
"  Father,"  (at  the  point  to  die, 

My  Saviour  gafp'd)  "  forgive  !" 
Surely  with  that  dying  word, 
He  turns  and  looks,  and  cries,  "  'tis  done  !" 

0  my  bleed'ng,  loving  Lord, 
Thou  break'ft  my  heart  of  (lone. 

HYMN     XXI. 
1   "  "    ET  the  world  their  virtue  boaft, 
-±~d     Their  work  of  right'oufnefs  ; 
I,  a  wretch,  undone  and  loft, 
Aaa  freely  fav'd  by  grace  ; 
Other  title  I  difclaim, 
This,  only  this,  is  all  my  plea, 

1  the  chief  of  finners  am, 
But  Jefus  dy'd  for  me ! 


2$  PENITENTIAL. 

2  Happy  they  whofe  joys  abound 

Like  Jordan'*  fwelling  frream, 
Who.  their  heav'n  in  Cnrift  have  found, 

And  give  the  praife  to  him  ; 
Let  them  triumph  in  his  name, 

Enjoy  their  full  felicity  ; 
I  the  chief  of  iinners  am, 
*    But  Jems  dy'd  for  me  ! 

3  Bleft:  are  they,  entirely  bled, 

Wo  can  in  him  rejoic^, 
Lean  on  his  be'oved  breaft, 

And  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice  ; 
Meaneft  follower  of  the  Lamb, 

His  ft?ps  I  at  a  di Ranee  fee  ; 
I  the  chief  of  finners  am, 

But  Je/us  dy'd  for  me  ! 

4  Jefir ,  thou  for  me  haft  dy'd, 

And  thou  in  me  (halt  live  ; 
I  mail  feel  rhv  death  apply'd, 

I  (hall  tl.y  life  receive  ; 
To  bring  fire  on  earrh  thou  came, 

O  that  it  now  may  kindled  be  I 
I  the  chief  of  finners  am, 

But  Jefus  dy'd  forme  ! 

HYMN     XXII. 

1   \717^TH  §*orioils  clo»ds  encompaft  round, 
V  V    Whom  angels  dimly  fee, 
Will  the  unparcelable  be  found, 
Or  God  appear  to  me  ? 

s  Will  he  fo:fake  his  throne  above, 
Himfelf  to  worms  impart  ? 
Anfwer,  thou  man  of  grief  and  love, 
And  1'pea.k  it  to  my  heart. 


PENITENTIAL,  27 

3  In  man>fe»1ed  love  explain 

Thy  wonderful  deiign ; 
What  meant  the  fufF'ring  fon  of  man  > 
The  (treaming  blood  divine  ? 

4  Didft  thou  not  in  our  fiefh  appear, 

And  live  and  die  below, 
That  I  may  now  perceive  thee  near, 
And  my  Redeemer  know  ? 

5  Come  then,  and  to  my  foul  reveal 

The  Heights  and  depths  of  grace, 
The  wounds  which  ?11  my  forrows  heal, 
That  dear  disfigur'd  face. 

»  Before  my  eyes  of  faith  confeft, 

Stand  forth  a  (laughterM  Lamb  ; 
And  wrap  me  in  the  crimfun  vett, 
And  tell  m   all  thy  name. 

7  Jehovah  in  thy  perfon  fhow, 

Jehovah  crucify  *d  ! 
And  then  the  pard'ning  God  I  know, 
And  feel  the  bio. d  apply'd. 

8  I  view  the  Lamb  in  his  own  light, 

Whom  angels  dimly  fee  : 
And  gaze,  tranfported  at  the  fight, 
To  all  eternity. 

HYMN    XXIIL 

1    JESTT,  if  Mill  the  fame  thou  art, 
%|     If  all  thy  promifes  are  fure, 
Set  up  thy  kingdom  in  my  heart, 

And  make  me  rich,  for  1  am  poor  ; 
Xo  me  be  all  chy  treasures  giv'n, 
The  kingdom  of  an  mward  heuv'n. 


*s 


PEN'ITENTIAf.. 


a  Thou  haft  prounounc'd  the  mourners  blefr 
And  lo  i    for  thee  I  ever  mourn  : 

I  cannot,  no,  I  will  not  reft, 
Till  thou  my  only  reft  return  : 

Till  thou  the  Prince  of  peace,  appear, 

And  I  receive  the  com  "orter. 

3  Where  is  the  blefTednefs  beftow'd 
On  all  that  hunger  after  thee  ? 
I  hunger  now,  I  thirft  for  God  ! 

See,  the  poor  fainting  fmner  fee, 
And  fatisfy  with  endlefs  peace, 
And  fill  me  with  thy  right'oufnefs. 

4  Ah,  Lord  !  if  thou  art  in  that  figh, 

Then  hear  thyfelf  within  me  pray  j 
Hear  in  my  heart  thy  Spirit's  cry, 

Mark  what  my  lab'ring  foul  would  fay  - 
Anfwer  the  deep  unutter'd  groan,  ' 

And  fliew  that  thou  and  I  are  one. 

5  Shine  on  thy  work,  difperfe  the  gloom, 

Light  in  thy  light  I  then  fhall  iee  ; 
Say  to  my  foul,  «  Thy  light  is  come, 

"  Glory  divine  is  ris'n  on  thee  : 
"  Thy  warfare's  ]  aft,  thy  mourning's  o'er, 
Look  up— for  thou  /halt  weep  no  more." 
$  Lord,  I  believe  the  promife  fure, 

And  truft  thou  wilt  not  long  delay  • 
Hungry,  and  forrowful,  and  poor, 
.   Upon  thy  word  myfelf  I  ftay  : 
Into  thine  hands  mv  All  refi«n, 
And  wait  till  all  thcu  art  is  mine. 


PENITENTIAL.  ^29 

HYMN    XXIV. 

1    TESUS,  if  flill  thou  art  to-day 
.J      As  ycfterday  the  fame, 
Prefent  to  heal,  in  nK  difplay 
The  virtue  of  thy  name. 

3  If  ftill  thou  go'ft  about  to  do 
Thy  needy  creatures  good, 

On  me,  that  1  thy  praife  may  fnew, 
Be  all  thy  wonders  fhevv'd, 

3  Now,  Lord,  to  whom  for  help  I  call? 

Thy  miracles  repeat ; 
With  pitying  eyes  behold  me  fall 
A  leper  at  thy  feet. 

4  Loathfome,  and  foul,  and  felf-abhorr'4, 

I  fink  beneath  my  fin  ; 
But  if  thou  will-,  a  gracious  word 
Of  thine  can  make  me  clean. 

5  Thcu  feeft  me  deaf  to  thy  commands, 

Open,  O  Lord,  my  ear  ; 
Bid  me  ftretch  out  my  wither'd  hands, 
And  lift  them  up  in  pray'r. 

6  Silent,  (alas  !   thou  know'ft  how  long) 

My  voice  I  cannot  ra'fe  ; 
But  O  !    when  thou  fhalt  loofe  my  tongue, 
The  dumb  fhall  fing  thy  prai/e. 

7  Lame  at  the  pool  I  Mill  am  found  : 

Give,  and  my  ftrength  employ  ; 
Light  as  a  hart  I  then  Ihall  bound, 
The  lame  ihall  leap  for  joy. 

8  Blind  from  my  birth  to  guilt  and  thee, 

And  da^k  I  am  within  j 


3<>  PENITENTIAL. 

The  love  of  God  I  cannot  fee, 
The  finfulneis  of  fin. 

9  But  thou,  they  fay,  art  pafnng  by, 

O  let  me  find   thee  near  j 
Jefus,  in  mercy  hear  me  cry, 
Thcu  fon  of  David  hear. 

10  Long  have  I  waited  in  the  way 

Fur  thee,  'he  heav'nly  Jigl)t  ; 
Command  me  to  be  brought,  and  fay, 
Sinner,  receive  thy  fi6ht. 

HYMN     XXV. 

i        TESU,  lover  of  my  foul, 
J      Let  me  to  thy  bofom  flv, 
While  the  nearer  waters  rull, 

While  the  temped  frill  is  high  ; 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  ftorm  of  i  feis  pad  j 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 

O  receive  my  foul  at  ldft  ! 
2       Other  refuge  have  I  none, 

Hangs  mv  helplefs  foul  on  thee  $ 
Leave,  ah  !  leave  me  not  alone, 

Still  fupport  and  comfort  me  : 
AH  my  truft  on  thee  is  ftay'd, 

All  my  help  from  thee  i  bring, 
Cover  my  defencelefs  head 

With  the  fhadow  of  thy  wing. 

Thou,  O  Chrift,  art  all  I  want, 
More  that  all  in  thee  I  find  ; 

£aifethe  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 
Heal  the  fick,  and  lead  the  blind  ; 


PENITENTIAL.  31 

Juft  and  holy  is  thy  name  ; 

I  am  all  unrighteoufnefs; 
Falfe,  and  full  of  fin  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 

Grace  to  cover  all  my  fin  : 
Let  \he  healing  ftreams  abound  ; 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within. 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee  ; 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 

Rife  to  all  eternity. 

•HYMN     XXVI. 

OLOVE  divine,  how  fweet  thou  art? 
When  fhall  I  find  my  willing  heart 
All  taken  up  by  thee  ? 
I  thirft,  I  faint,  I  die  to  prove 
The  greatnefs  of  redeeming  love, 
The  love  of  Chrift  to  me  ! 

Stronger  his  love  than  death  or  hell  j 
Its  riches  are  unfearchable  : 

The  firft-born  fons  of  light 
Defire  in  vain  its  depths  to  fee ; 
They  cannot  reach  the  my  fiery, 

The  length,  and  breadth,  and  height. 

God  only  knows  the  love  of  God  ; 
O  that  it  now  were  fhed  abroad 

In  this  poor  ftony  heart  ! 
For  love  I  figh,  for  love  I  pine ; 
This  only  portion,  Lord,  be  mine  I 

Be  mine  this  better  part ! 


°a  **NITEnTIAL. 

4  O  that  I  could  for  ever  fif 
With  Mary  at  the  Mailer's  feet! 

Be  this  my  happy  choice  : 
My  only  care,  delight  and  hl'ifs, 
My  joy,  my  heav'n  on  earth  be  this, 

xe  hear  the  bridegroom's  voce! 

5  O  that  I  could,  with  favour'd  John, 

Recline  my  weary  head  upon 
The  dear  Redeemer's  breaft! 
k  From  care,  and  fin,  and  forrou  free, 
Give  me,  O  Lord,  to  find  in  thee 
My  everlafting  reft  i 

HYMN      XXVII. 

*         A   H  !   whi'her  mould  I  go, 

-***       Burden'd,  and  fick,  and  faint  i 
To  whom  mould  I  my  trouble  (how, 

And  pour  our  my  complaint  > 
My  Saviour  bid    me  come, 
Ah  !  why  do  I  delay  ? 
He  calls  the  weary  (inner  home, 
And  yet  from  him  I  (lay. 

I      What  is  it  keeps  me  back, 

From  which  1  cannot  part  r 
Which  will  not  let  my  Saviour  take 

Pofleflion  of  my  hrart  i 
Some  curfed  thing  unknown 

Mult  furfelyhnk  within  ; 
Some  idol,  which  I  will  not  own, 

Some  fecret  bofoi>i-fm. 

Jefti,  'he  hindrance  mow, 
Which  i  have  fear'd  to  fee  ; 


PENITENTIAL.  33 

Yet  let  me  now  confent  to  know 

What  keeps  me  out  cf  thee. 
Searcher  of  hearts,  in  mine 

Thy  trying  pow'r  difplay  j 
Into  its  darkeft  corners  mine, 

And  take  the  veil  away. 

4      I  now  believe,  in  thee 

Companion  reigns  alone  ; 
According  to  my  faith,  to  me 

O  let  it  1  ord,  be  done ! 
In  me  is  ail  the  bar, 

Which  thou  would'fl  fain  remote  ; 
Remove  it,  and  I  (hall  declare, 
That  God  is  only  iove. 

HYMN        XXVIII. 

x  TP  A  T  H  E  R  of  Jefus  Chrift  the  juft, 
Jl!       My  Friend  an-i  Advocate  with  thee, 
Pity  a  foul  that  fain  would  truft 

In  him  who  liv'd  and  dy'd  for  me ; 
But  only  thou  canft  make  him  known, 
And  in  my  heart  reveal  thy  Son. 

a  If,  drawn  by  thine  alluring  grace, 
Mv  want  of  living  fa  th  I  feel, 
Show  me  n  Chrift  thy  fmiling  face, 

What  flefh  and  blood  can  ne'er  reveal ; 
Thy  cc-eterna'  Scndifp-ay,- 
And  call  my  darkneL  into  day. 

3  The  gift  uaf .  eakable  imp*  t ; 

Command  the  light  of  faith  to  fhine  ; 
To  (hine  in  my  dark,  drooping  heart, 

And  till  me  with  the  life  divine  : 
Mow  bid  the  new  creation  be  ! 
Q  God,  let  there  be  faith  in  me. 


34-  PENITENTIAL. 

HYMN     XXIX. 

i       f\  JESUS  my  hope, 

V-/  For  me  offer'd  up, 
Who  with  clamour  purfu'd  thee  to  Calvary's  top : 

The  blood  thou  haft  (hed, 

For  me  let  it  plead, 
And  declare  thou  haft  dy'd  in  thy  murderer's  ftead. 

2  Now,  now  let  me  know 
Its  virtue  below  ; 

Let  it  wafh  me,  and  I  (hall  be  whiter  than  fnow. 

Let  .t  hallow  my  heart, 

And  thoroughly  convert, 
And  make  me,  O  Lord,  in  the  world  as  thou-art. 

3  Each  moment  apply'd, 
My  weaknefs  to  hide, 

Thy  blood  be  upon  me,  and  always  abide  : 

My  advocate  prove 

With  the  Father  above, 
And  fpeak  me  at  laft  to  the  throne  of  thy  love. 

HYMN      XXX. 

i    /^OME,  holy  celeftial  Dove, 
V-^       To  villi  a  forrowful  breaft, 
My  burthen  of  guilt  to  remove, 

And  bring  me  aflurance  and  reft  : 
Thou  only  haft  pow'r  to  relieve 

A  finner  o'erwhe  m'd  with  his  load  ; 
The  fenfe  of  acceptance  to  give, 

And  fprinkle  his  heart  With  thy  blood 


PENITENTIAL.  3i 

2  With  me  if  of  old  thou  haft  ftrove, 

And  ftrangely  with-held  from  me  fin, 
An:i  try'd,  by  the  lure  of  thy  love, 

My  worthlefs  affections  to  win  : 
The  work  of  thy  mercy  revive, 

Thy  uttermofl:  mercy  exert  ; 
And  kindly  continue  to  ftrive, 

Nor  hold  till  I  yield  thee  my  heart, 

3  Thy  call  if  I  ever  have  known, 

And  figh'd  from  myfelf  to  get  free  j 
And  groan'd  the  unfpeakable  groan, 

And  long'd  to  be  happy  in  thee  : 
Fulfil  the  imperfeft  defire, 

Thy  peace  to  my  confcicnce  reveal, 
Thefenfeof  thy  favour  infpire, 

And  give  me  my  pardon  to  feel ! 

4  It  when  I  had  put  thee  to  grief, 

And  madly  to  folly  return'd, 
Thy  pity  hath  been  my  relief, 

And  lifted  me  up  as  I  mourn'd  : 
Mcft  pitiful  Spirit  of  grace, 

Relieve  me  again,  andreftorej 
My  fpiritin  holinefs  raife, 

To  fall  and  to  fuffcr  no  more. 

5  If  now  I  lament  after  God, 

And  gafp'd  for  a  drop  of  thy  love, 
If  Jefus  hath  bought  thee  with  bl©od 

For  me  to  receive  from  above  : 
Come,  heavenly  Comforter,  come, 

True  witnefs  of  mercy  divine, 
And  make  me  thy  permanent  home, 

And  feal  me  eternally  thine ! 


3&  PENITENTIAL. 

HYMN       XXXI. 

i   OTAY,  thou  infulted  Spirit,  ftav, 
O     Tho*  I  have  done  thee  fuch  defpite ; 
Nor  caft  the  finner  quite  away, 
Nor  take  thine  everlafting  flight. 

a  Though  I  have  mod  unfaithful  been, 
Of  all  who  e'er  thy  grace  receiv'd, 
Ten  thoufand  times  thy  goodnefs  feen, 
Ten  thoufand  times  thy  goodnefs  griev'd. 

3  Yet,  O  !  the  chief  of  finners  fpare, 

In  honor  of  my  great  High  Pried, 
Nor  in  thy  righteous  anger  fwear 

T*  exclude  me  from  thy  people's  reft. 

4  If  yet  thou  eanft  my  fins  forgive, 

From  now,  O  Lord,  relieve  my  woes  j 
Into  thy  reft  of  love  receive. 

And  blefs  me  with  the  calm  rcpofe. 

5  From  now  my  weary  foul  releafe, 

Up-raife  me  with  thy  gracious  hand, 
And  guide  into  thy  perfect  peace, 

And  bring  me  to  thy  promis'd  land. 

H    Y    M    N      XXXII. 

1  \/\7  E  A  R  Y    of  wand'ring  from  my  God, 
V  V        And  now  made  willing  to  return, 
I  hear,  and  bow  me  to  the  rod  : 

For  thee,  not  without  hope,  I  mourn; 
I  have  an  advocate  above, 

A  friend  before  the  throne  of  love. 


PENITENTIAL,  37 

i  O  Jpfus,  full  01  truth  and  grace  ; 

More  fell    f  grace   hari    lot  (in, 
Yet  once  ag<  in   i  leek  rhy  face, 

Open  i»  ie  ar  ns  and  take  me  in, 
And  fret  Iv  my  backilidings  hea1., 
And  love  the  raithleis  tinner  ftill. 

3  Thou  kn  w'ft  (he  way  to  bring  me  back, 

My  fa  ten  fpirit  to  rertore  ; 
O!  for  thy  truth  and  mercy  s  fake, 

Forgive  and  bH  me  fin  no  more  ! 
The  ruins  of  my  foul  repair, 
And  make  my  heart  a  houie  of  pray  Y. 

4  Ah  !  give  me,  Lord,  the  tender  heart, 

That  trembles  at  <h>  approach  of  fin ! 
A  godly  fear  of  fin  impart ; 

Implant  and  root  i   deep  within ! 
That  1  may  dread  thy  gracious  pow'r? 
And  never  dare  often_i  thee  more. 

HYMN    XXXIII. 

i  HPO  the  haven  of  thy  breaft, 
X       O  Son  of  Man,  I  fly. 
Be  mv  refuge  and  my  reit, 
For  O  rhe  ltorm  is  high  ! 
Save  me  from  the  furious  blaft, 

A  covert  from  the  tempeft  be  ; 
Hi  e  me,  Jefus,  till  o'erpaft 
The  ftorm  of  fin  I  fee. 

i  Welcome  as  the  water-fpring 
To  a  dry  and  barren  place  ; 
O  !  defcend  on  m3,  and  bring 
Thy  fwect-refrefhing  graee  s 


;S  FENITZNTIAL. 

O'er  a  parch'd  and  weary  land, 
As  a  great  rock  extends  its  (hade, 

Hide  me,  Saviour,  with  thine  hand, 
And  fkreen  my  naked  head, 

3  In  the  time  of  my  diftrefs, 

Thou  haft  my  fuccour  been, 
In  my  utter  helpleffhefs, 

Retraining  me  from  (in  ; 
O  how  fwiftly  didft  thou  move, 

To  fave  me  in  the  trying  hour  ? 
Still  protect  me  with  thy  love, 

And  fnield  me  with  thy  pow'r. 

r.  Firfl:  and  laft  in  me  perform 

The  work  thou  haft  begun  ; 
Be  my  fhelter  from  the  ftorm, 

My  fhadow  from  the  fun  : 
Let  me  hang  upon  my  God, 

Till  I  thy  perfect  glory  fee, 
Till  the  fprinkling  of  thy  blood 

Shall  fpeak  me  up  to  thee. 

HYMN    XXXIV. 

j   f\  Thou  that  hear'ft  when  finnerscry, 
\J     Tho'  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  me  not  with  angry  look, 
But  blot  their  mem'ry  from  thy  book. 

a  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  foul  averfe  to  fin  ; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart, 
Nor  hide  thy  prefence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 
Caft  out  and  banifh'd  from  thy  fight ; 


PENITENTIAL.  39 

The  faving  ftrength,  O  Lord,  reftore, 
And  guard  me  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  Tho'  I  have  griev'd  thy   Spirit,  Lord, 
His  help  and  comfort  Mill  afford  : 
And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

5  My  foul  lies  humbled  in  the  duft, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  fentencejuft  : 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  paying  eye, 
And  fave  the  foul  condemn'd  to  die. 

6  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways, 
Sinners  mall  learn  thy  fov'reign  grace  : 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  bloody 
And  they  (hall  praife  a  pard'ning  God. 

7  O  may  thy  love  infpire  my  tongue, 
Salvation  mail  be  all  my  fong  ; 
And  all  my  pow'rs  (hall  join  to  blefs 
The  Lord,  my  ftrength  and  righteoumefs. 

HYMN    XXXV. 

That  I  could  my  Lord  receive, 
Who  did  the  world  redeem  ! 
Who  gave  his  life,  that  I  might  live 
A  life  conceal'd  in  him. 

2  O  that  I  could  the  blefling  prove, 

My  heart's  extreme  de/ire  ; 
Live  happy  in  my  Saviour's  love, 
And  in  his  arms  expire  ! 

3  Mercy  I  afk  to  feal  my  peace t 

That,  kept  by  mercv's  pow'r, 
'  B 


40  PENITENTTA!^ 

I  may  from  ev'ry  evil  ceafe, 
And  never  grieve  thee  more  f 

4  Now,  if  thy  gracious  will  it  be, 

Ev'n  now  my  fins  remove, 
And  fet  my  foul  at  liberty 
By  thy  victorious  love. 

5  In  anfwer  to-  ten  thoufand  pray'rs, 

Thou  pard'ning  Goddefcend, 
Number  me  with  falvation's  heirs, 
My  fins  and  troubles  end. 

6  Nothing  I  afk,  or  want  betide 

Of  all  in  earth  or  heav'n  ; 
But  let  me  feel  thy  blood  apply'd, 
And  live,  and  die  forgiv'n. 

HYMN     XXXVI. 

i  y\ROOPING  foul,  make  off  thy  fears, 
XJ     Fearful  loul,  be  ftrong,  be  bold  j. 
Tarry  till  the  Lord  appears, 

Never,  never  quit  thy  hold: 
Murmur  not  at  his  delay, 

Dare  not  fet  thy  God  a  time. 
Calmly  for  his  coming  flay, 

Leave  it,  leave  it  all  to  him. 

*  Fainting  foul,  be  bold^be  ftrong  ; 

Wait  the  leifure  of  thy  Lord  -r 
Though  it  feem  to  tarry  long, 

True  and  faithful  is  his  word  : 
On  his  word  my  foul  I  cafl, 

(He  cannot  himfelf  deny) 
Surely  it  (hall  fpeak  at  laft  ; 

It  (hall  fpeak,  and  (hall  not  lye.. 


PENITENTIAL.  4* 

3  Ev'ry  one  that  feeks  fhall  find  : 

Ev'ry  one  that  a  Iks  ihall  have  : 
Chrift,  the  Saviour  of  mankind, 

Willing,  able  all  to  fave, 
I  fliall  his  falvation  fee, 

I  in  faith  on  jefus  call, 
I  from  fin  fliall  be  let  free, 

Perfectly  fet  free  from  all. 

4  Lord,  my  time  is  in  thine  hand, 

Weak  and  helplefs  as  I  am, 
Surely  thou  canfl:  make  me  ftand  ; 

I  believe  in  Jefu's  name  : 
Saviour  in  temptation  thou. 

Thou  haft  fav'd  me  heretofore, 
Thou  from  fin  doll  fave  me  now  ; 

Thou  malt  fave  me  evermore, 

HYMN     XXXVIL 

x   T  X  7HY  fhould  the  children  of  a  king 
V  V    Go  mourning  all  their  days  ? 
Great  comforter,  defcend,  and  bring 
The  tokens  of  thy  grace  ! 

a   Doft  thou  not  dwell  in  all  thy  faints, 
And  feal  the  heirs  ofheav'n? 
When  wilt  thoubanifh  my  complaints, 
And  fhew  my  fins  forgiv'n  ? 

3   AflTure  mv  confcience  of  her  part 
In  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
And  bear  thy  witnefs  with  my  heart. 
That  I  am  born  of  God, 
fi    z 


4*  PENITENTIAL. 

4  Thou  art  the  earneft  of  his  love, 
The  pledge  of  joys  to  come  ; 
May  thy  bleft  wings,  celeftial  Dove, 
Safely  convey  me  home. 

HYMN     XXXVIII. 

i   ]\  MY  drowfy  pow'rs,  why  fleep  ye  fo  t 
1VJL    Awake,  my  fluggifh  foul ! 
Nothing  ha»h  half  thy  work  to  do  ; 
Yet  nothing's  half  fo  dull. 

2  Go  to  the  ants  :  for  one  poor  grain, 

See  how  they  toil  and  ftrive  ; 
Yet  we,  who  have  a  heav'n  t'  obtain, 
How  negligent  we  live  ! 

3  We  for  whofe  fake  all  natu  re  ftands, 

And  ftars  their  courfes  move  ; 
We  for  whofe  guards  the  angel  bands, 
Come  flying  from  above  : 

4  We  for  whom  God  the  Son  came  down, 

And  laboured  for  our  good. 
How  carelefs  to  fecure  that  crown 
He  purchas'd  with  his  blood ! 

5  Lord,  (hall  we  live  fo  fluggifh  (till, 

And  never  acl  our  parts  i 
Come,  Holy  Dove,  from  the  heav'nly  hili, 
And  warm  our  frozen  hearts. 

6  Give  us  with  active  warmth  to  move, 

With  vig'rous  fouls  to  rife, 
With  hands  of  faith,  and  wings  of  love 
To  fly  and  take  the  prize, 


PETITION.  43 

PETITION. 

HYMN    XXXIX. 

a   TTAFPY  foul,  that  free  &<mt  harms, 
XJL  Ripfts within  his  She-herd's  arms! 
Who  his  quiet  thai!  moleft  ? 
"Whofhall  voiate  his  reft  ? 
Jefus  doth  m\  fpirit  bear, 
Jefus  takes  his  ev'ry    are  ; 
He  who  round  the  wand'ring  fiieep9 
Jefus  mil  delictus  to  keep. 

i  O  that  I  might  fo  believe, 
Stedfaftly  ro  Jefus  cleave; 
On  his  ho  y  love  rev, 
Smile  at  the  deftroyer  nigh  ; 
Free  from  fin  and  isrvile  tear, 
Have  my  Jefus  ever  near  ; 
iU!  his  care  rejoice  ro  pi-l~C, 
AH  his  par -..dife  of  love. 

3  Jefu  •,  feek  thy  vand'ring  fheep, 
Bring  me  back,  and  lead,  and  keep  ; 
Ti^ke  or.  thee  my  ev'ry  care ; 

Bear  me — on  thy  bofom  bear. 
Let  ir-?  know  ray  iliepherd's  voice, 
More  and  more  in  thee  rejcxe ; 
More  and  more  of  thee  receive, 
Ever  in  thy  fpirit  live  : 

4  L've,  till  al'.  thy  life  I  know, 
Perfect,  through  my  Lord  below  • 
Gladly  then  from  ear  h  remove, 
Gather'd  to  the  fold  above  ; 


44  rLTITIOK. 

O  that  I  at  laft  may  (land 

li  the  J"heep  at  .thy  right  hand  ; 
'lake  the  crown  fo  freelv  ^iv'n 
Enter  in  by  thee  to  heav'n. 

HYMN     XL. 

r   TV/T  A  K ^  R'  Saviour  °f  mankind, 
1VX     Who  hall  on  me  beftow'd 
An  immortal  Ion',  defign'd 

To  be  r  he  Kuufe  of  God  : 
Come,  and  now  re  fide  in  me, 

Never,  never  to  remove, 
Make  mejuft,  and  good,  like  thee, 

And  full  of  power  and  love. 

3  Bid  me  in  thy  image  rife, 

A  faint,  d  creature  new  ; 
True,  and  merciful,  and  wife, 

And  pine  and  happy  too. 
This  thy  orimitive  deiign, 

T  tat  L  ihould  in  thee  be  bleft  ; 
Should  within  thy  arms  divir.e 

For  ever,  ever  reft. 

%  Let  thy  will  on  me  be  done  ; 
\y  heart's  defire, 
z  tc  know,  and  love  alone, 
And  rifetn  raptu  t   higher: 
Thee  descending  on  a  cloud, 

When  v\i'h  ravifh'd  eves  I  fee  j 
Then  I  Stall  be  fni'd  with  God 
To  all  eternity  ! 


PETITION.  4$ 

HYMN      XLI. 

^"t^GD  of  my  falvation,  hear, 
VJT      And  help  me  ro  believe  ; 
Simply  do  I  now  draw  near, 

Thy  blefling  to  receive  : 
Full  of  guilt,  lias!   I  am, 
But  to  thy  wounds  for  refuge  flee  : 
Friend  of  finnners,  fpotleis  Lamb, 
Thy  blood  was  (feed  for  me. 

Standing  now  as  newly  {lain, 
To  thee  I  lift  mine  eye^ 
Balm  of  all  my  grief  and  pain, 
Thy  blood. is  always  nigh  : 
Now  as  yefterday  the  fame 
Thou  art,. and  wilt  for  ever  be  : 
Friend  of  finners,  fpotlefs  Lamb» 
Thy  blood  was  fhed  for  me. 

Nothing  have  L,  Lord,  to  pay, 

Nor  can  thy  grace  procure, 
Empty  f end  me  not  away, 

For  I,  thou  know'ft,  am  poor  : 
Duft  and  afhes  is  my  name, 
My  all  is  fin  and  mifery  : 

Friend  of  finners,  fpotlefs  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  fhed  for  me. 

t     No  good  word,  or  work,  or  thought, 
Bring  I  to  buy  thy  grace  : 
Pardon  I  accept  unbought, 

Thy  profer  I  embrace  : 
Coming,  as  at  firft  I  came, 
To  take  and  not  beflow  on  thee  : 
friend  of  finners,  fpotlefs  Lamb, 
Thy  blood  was  (hed  for  rae„ 
3  4 


46  PETITION. 

5     Saviour  from  thy  wounded  fide 
I  never  will  depart, 
Here  will  I  my  fpirit  hHe, 

When  I  am  pure  in  heart, 
Till  my  place  above  I  claim, 
This  only  mail  be  all  my  piea, 
Friend  of  finners,  fpo'lefs  Lamb, 
Thy  blood  was  (lied  for  me. 


HYMN    XLII. 


'C 


IOME,  lord,  and  help  me  to  rejoice, 
'     In  hope  that  I  (hall  hear  thy  voice, 
bnall  one  davtee  my  God, 
Shall  ceafe  from  all  my  fin  and  ftrife, 
Handle  and  tafte  the  word  of  life, 
And  fe^l  the.  fprinkled  blood* 
2  I  (hall  no'  always  make  my  moan,. 
Nor  worfliip  thee  a  God  unknown. 

But  I  (hall  live  to  prove 
Thy  people's  reft,  and  faints'  delight, 
The  length,  and  breadth,   and  depth  and  height, 
Ci  thy  redeeming  love. 

3  Rejoicing  now  in  earner!  hope, 

I  ftand,  and  from  the  mountain  top 

See  all  the  land  below  ; 
Rivers  of  milk  and  honev  rife, 
And  all  'lie  fruits  of  paradife, 

In  endlefs  plenty  grow. 

4  A  land  of  corn,  and  wine,  and  oil, 
Favoured  with  Gods's  peculiar  fmile, 

With  every    blefTng  blerr ; 
There  dwells  the  Lord  our  righteonfnefs. 
And  keeps  his  own  in  perfecl  peace. 

And  everlafling  reft. 


PETITION.  47 

5  O  that  I  might  at  once  go  up, 
No  more  on  this  fide  Jordan  flop, 

But  now  the  land  poffefs, 
This  moment  end  my  legal  years, 
Sorrows,  and  fin  ,  and  doubts,  and  fears, 

An  howling  wildernefs  1 

*  Now,  O  my  Joftma,  bring  me  in, 
Caft  out  thy  foes,  the  inbred  fin, 

The  carnal  mind  remove, 
The  purchafe  of  thy  death  divide, 
And  O  with  all  the  fan&ified, 

Give  me  a  lot  of  love ! 

HYMN    XLIII. 

l  f^  OD  of  all  grace  and  majefty, 
VJJ"     Supremely  great  and  good, 
If  I  have  mercy  found  with  thee, 

Through  the  atoning  blood  ; 
The  guard  of  all  thy  mercies  give, 

And  to  mv  pardon  join 
A  tear,  left  t  fhoul!  ever  grieve 

Thy  gracious  Sp'rit  divine. 

a  If  mercy  is  indeed  with  thee, 

May  I  obedient  prove, 
Nor  e'er  abufe  my  liberty, 

Or  fin  again  1  thy  love  : 
This  choiceft  fruit  of  faith  beftow 

On  a  poor  fojourner  ; 
And  let  me  pafs  my  days  belo\v 

In  humblenefs  and  fear. 


4&  PETITION. 

3  Still  may  I  walk  as  in  thy  fight, 

My  ftrict  obferver  fee  ;    , 
An  4  thou  by  rev'renl  love  unite 

My  childlike  heart  to  thee  : 
Still  let  me,  till  my  days  are  part, 

At  J<  fu's  feet  abide  ; 
Sj  fliall  he  lift  me  ui«  at  laft, 

And  ieat  me  by  his  fide. 

H    Y    M    N       XLIV. 

i    T    want  a  principle  within, 
X     Of  jealous  godly  fear, 
A  fenlibdity  of  tin, 
A  pain  to  feel  it  near. 

2  Tint  I  from  thee  no  more  may  part, 

more  thy  goodnefs  grieve, 
;  filial  awe,  the  flefhly  heart, 

I  he  lender  conference  give. 

3  Quick  as  the  apple  oi  an  eye, 

0  God,  my  confcicnce  make  j 
Awake  my  foul,  when  fin  is  nigh, 

And  keep  it  ftill  awake. 

4  If  to  the  right  or  left  I  ftray, 

1  hat  moment,  Lord,  reprove  ; 
And  let  me  weep  my  life  away, 

For  having  griev'd  thy  love. 

j  O  may  the  leaft  omiflion  pain 
My  well-infhucted  ioul, 
And  drive  me  to  the  blood  again, 
ich  awakes  the  wounded  whole. 


PBTITION.  4? 

HYMN      XLV. 

i   ]\/TY  God,  my  life,  my  love, 
1VX.     To  thee,  to  thee  I  call'; 
I  cannot  live  if  thou  remove, 
For  thou  art  all  in  all. 

2  Thy  mining  grace  can  cheer 

This  dungeon  where  I  dwell  ; 
'Tis  paradife  when  thou  art  here ; 
If  thou  depart  'tis  hell. 

3  The  mailings  of  thy  face, 

How  amiable  they  are, 
'Tis  heav'n  to  reft  in  thine  embrace, 
'     And  no  where  elfe  but  there. 

4  To  thee,  and  thee  alone, 

The  angels  owe  their  blifs  ; 
They  fit  around  thy  gracious  throne, 
And  dwell  where  Jefus  is. 

5  Not  all  the  harps  above 

Can  make  a  heav'nly  place, 
If  God  his  refidence  remove, 
Or  but  conceal  his  face. 

6  Nor  earth,  nor  all  the  Iky, 

Can  one  delight  afford  ; 
No,   not  one  drop  of  real  joy, 
Without  thy  prefence,  Lord. 

7  Thou  art  the  fea  of  love, 

Where  all  my  pleafures  roll  ; 
The  circle  where  my  paffions  move, 
A  ad  center  of  my  foul. 
B  6 


5°  PETITION, 

8  To  thee  my  fpirits  fly 
With  infinite  defire  r 
And  yet  how  far  from  thee  I  lie  ! 
Dear  Jefus,  raife  me  higher. 

HYMN    XLVI. 

i    TESUS,  come,  thou  hope  of  glory  j 
J      Purify  me,  that  I 
May  with  faints  adore  thee. 

£  Big  with  earneft  expectation, 
Still  I  fit  at  thy  feet, 
Longing  for  falation. 

3  My  poor  heart  vouchfafe  to  dwell  in, 

Make  me  rhine,  Love  divine, 
By  thy  fpirit's  fealing. 

4  Thou  haft  laid  the  fure  foundation 

^  Of  my  hope,  build  me  up  ; 
Finifti  rhy  creation. 

5  From  this  inbred  fin  deliver  ; 

Let  the  yoke  now  be  broke, 
Make  me  th  ne  for  ever. 

6  Partner  of  thy  perfect,  nature 

Let  me  be,  now  in  thee, 
A  new  fpotlefs  creature. 

7  Perfect  when  I  walk  before  thee, 

Soon  or  late,  then  tranflate 
To  the  realms  of  glory. 

HYMN     XLVII. 

i   T  Thirft,  thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God, 
X     To  warn  me  in  thy  cleanfing  blood  : 
To  dwell  within  thy  wounds  :  then  pain 
Is  fweet,  and  life  or  death  is  gain. 


PETITION.  5* 

i  Take  mvpoor  h  art,  and  let  it  be 
For  evefclos'd  to  al'  but  thee ! 
Seal  thou  my  bread,  and  let  me  wear 
That  pledge  of  love  for  ever  there. 

3  How  bleft  are  they  who  ftill  abide 
Clofe  flielter'd  in  thy  bleeding  fide  ? 
Who  life  and  ftren  i  th  from  thence  derive, 
And  by  thee  move,  and  in  thee  live! 

4  What  are  our  works  but  fin  and  death, 
Till  thou  thv  quick'ning  fpirit  breathe ; 
Thou  giv'ft'the  pow'r  thy  grace  to  move, 
O  wond'rous  grace,  O  boui.dlefs  love  ! 

i  How  can  it  be,  thouheav'nly  king, 
That  thou  fhouldft  us  to  glory  bring  ? 
Make  flaves  the  partners  of  thy  throne, 
Deck'd  with  a  never-fading  crown  ? 

6  Hence  our  hearts-  melt,  our  eyes  o'erflow. 
Our  words  are  loft  ;  nor  will  we  know, 
Nor  will  we  think  of  aught  befide, 

"  M>  Lord,  my  Love  is  crucify'd." 

7  Ah,  Lord  !  enlarge  our  fcanty  thought, 
To  know  the  wonders  thou  haft  wrought  ! 
Unloofe  our  ftamm'ring  tongue  to  tell 
Thy  love  immenfe,  unsearchable  ! 

S  Firft-born  of  many  brethren  thou, 
To  thee,  lo  !  all  our  fouls  we  bow  ; 
To  thee  our  hearts  and  hands  we  give 
Jhine  may  we  die,  thine  may  we  live, 


52  PETITION. 

HYMN    XLVIII. 

i    C  AVI  OUR,  the  world's  and  mine, 
O   Was  ever  grief  like  thine  ! 
Thou  my  pain,  my  curfe  haft  took, 

All  my  fins  were  laid  on  thee  : 
Help  me,  Lord,  to  thee  I  look; 

Draw  me,  Saviour,  after  thee. 

a       To  love  is  all  my  wifli, 
I  only  live  for  this  : 
Grant  me,  Lord,  my  heart's  defire, 

There  by  faith  for  ever  dwell : 
This  I  always  will  lequire, 
Thee,  and  only  thee  to  feel. 

3  Thy  pow'r  I  pant  to  prove, 
Rooted  and  fix'd  in  love  ; 

Strengthen^  by  thy  fpirit's  might, 
Wife  to  fathom  things  divine, 

What  the  length,  and  breadth,  and  height, 
What  the  depth  of  love  like  thine. 

4  Ah  !  give  me  this  to  know, 
With  all  thy  faints  below  ; 

Swell    my  foul  to  compafs  thee  ; 

Gafps  in  thee  to  live  and  move; 
Fill'd  with  all  the  Deity, 

All  immers'd  and  loft  in  love ! 

HYMN       XLIX. 

1     F  ^  s  U  S, tJl0u  all-redeeming  Lord, 
«J      Thy  blefling  we  implore, 
Open  the  door  to  preach  the  word, 
The  great,  effectual  door. 


PETITION.  53 


2  Gather  the  outcafts  in,  and  fave 
From  (in  and  Satan's  pow'r ! 
Aad  let  them  now  acceptance  have, 
And  know  the  gracious  hour. 

*  Lover  of  fouls,  thou  know'ft:  to  prize 

What  thou  haft  bought  fo  dear  j 
Come  then,  and  in  thy  people's  eyes 
With  all  thy  wounds  appear  ! 

it 

4  Appear,  as  when  of  old  confeft 
The  fuff'ring  Son  of  God  ; 
And  let  them  fee  thee  In  thy  veft 
But  newly  dipt  in  blood. 

*  The  ftony  from  their  hearts  remove, 
°        Thou,  who  for  all  haft  dy'd  ; 

-  shew  them  the  tokens  of  thy  love, 
Thy  feet,  thy  hands,  thy  fide  ! 

$  Thy  feet  werenaiPd  to  yonder  tree, 
To  trample  down  their  fin  ; 
Thy  hands  they  all  ftrech'd  out  may  fee, 
To  take  thy  murd'rers  in. 

7  Thy  fide  an  open  fountain  is, 
Where  all  may  freely  go, 
And  drink  the  living  ftreams  of  bhfs, 
And  wafh  them  white  as  fnow. 

%  Ready  thou  art  the  blood  t'  apply, 
And  prove  the  record  true  ; 
And:  all  thy  wounds  to  finners  cry, 
**  I  fuffer  this  for  you  I" 


54  PETITION. 

H  Y  M  N    L 

*   /^\  God,  our  help  in  ages  pa#, 
KS     Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  (heifer  from  the  ftormy  blaft, 
And  our  eternal  home. 

2  Under  the  ftiadow  of  thy  throne 

Still  may  we  dw  11  iecure  ; 
Sufficient  is  th.ne  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  lure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  flood, 

Or  earth  receiv'dher  frame, 
From  everlafting  thou  art  God, 
To  endleis  years  the  fame. 

4  A  thoufand  ages  in  thy  fight 

Are  like  an  e   'ning  gone  ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night, 
Before  the  r.fing  lun. 

5  The  bufy  tribes  of  flefh  and  blood, 

With  all  their  cares  and  frars, 
Are  carry'd  downward  by  the  flood, 
And  loft  in  following  years. 

6  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  ftream, 

Bears  all  its  fons  away  ; 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  op'ning  day. 

7  O  God !  our  help  in  ages  part, 

Our  hope  tor  years  to  come 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  life  (hall  laft, 
And  our  perpetual  honie. 


PETITION.  55 

HYMN    LI. 

x   /^OME,  let  us  anew, 

V>y     Our  journey  purfue, 
Roll  round  with  the  year, 
And  never  (land  (till  till  the  Mafter  appear 
His  adorable  will, 
Let  us  gladly  fulfil, 
And  our  talents  improve, 
By  the  patience  of  hope,  and  the  labour  of  love. 

2  Our  life  is  a  dream, 
Our  time  as  a  ftream, 

Glides  f  iftly  away, 
And  the  fugitive  moment  refufes  to  May  : 
The  arrow  is  flown, 
The  moment  is  gone  j 
The  millennial  year 
Rufhes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity's  here. 

3  O  that  each,  in  the  day 
Of  his  coming,  may  fay, 

"  I  have  fought  my  way  thro', 
I  have  finiuYd  the  work  thou  dicft  give  me  to  do." 
O  that  each  from  his  Lord, 
May  receive  the  glad  word, 
"  Well  and  faithfully  done  ! 
"  Enter  into  my  joy,  and  lit  down  on  my  throne. ** 

HYMN     LII. 

i  T   EADER  of  faithful  fouls,  and  guide 
.JL<     Of  all  that  travel  to  the  fky, 
Come  and  with  us,  ev'n  us  abide, 

Who  would  on  thee  alone  rely  j 
On  thee  alone  our  fpirit  May, 
While  held  in  life's  uneven  way. 


5^  PETITION. 

2  Strangers  and  pilgrims  here  below, 

This  earth  we  know  is  not  our  place, 
And  haften  through  the  vale  of  woe, 

And  reftlefs  to  behold  thy  face : 
Swift  to  our  heav'nly  country  move, 
Our  everlafting  home  above. 

2  We've  no  abiding  city  here, 
But  feek  a  city  out  of  fight, 
Thither  our  fteady  courfe  we  fleer, 
Afpiring  to  the  plains  of  light  j 
Jerufalem,  the  faints'  abode, 
Whofe  founder  is  the  living  God. 

4  Patient  th'  appointed  race  to  run, 

This  weary  world  we  call:  behind, 
From  ftrength  to  ftrength  we  travel  on, 

The  New  Jerufalem  to  find  ; 
Our  labour  this,  our  only  aim, 
To  find  the  New  Jerufalem. 

5  Thro*  thee,  who  all  our  fins  haft  borne, 

Freely  and  gracioufiy  forgiv'n, 
With  fongs  to  Zion  we  return, 

Contending  for  our  native  heaT'n  j 
That  palace  of  our  glorious  King, 
We  find  it  nearer  while  we  fing. 

6  Rais'd  by  the  breath  of  love  divine, 

We  urge  our  way  with  ftrength  renew'd, 
The  church  of  the  firft-born  to  join, 

We  travel  to  the  mount  of  God  j 
With  joy  upon  our  heads  arife, 
And  meet  our  Captain  in  the  Ikies. 


PETITION.  57 

HYMN     LIU. 

s   QON  of  God,  if  thy  free  grace 
k3     Again  bath  rais'd  me  up, 
Call'o  me  Hill  to  feek  thy  face, 
And  giv'n  me  back  my  hope  : 
Still  thy  timely  help  afford, 

And  all  thy  loving  kindnefs  fhow  : 
Keep  me,,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord. 
*  And  never  let  me  go. 

2,  By  me,  O  my  Saviour,  (land 

In  fore  temptation's  hour  1 
Save  me  with  thine  out-ftretch'd  hand, 

And  (hew  forth  all  thy  pow'r  : 
O  be  mindful  of  thy  word, 

Thy  all-fufticient  grace  beflow : 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 

And  never  let  me  go. 

3  Give  me,  Lord,  a  holy  fear, 

And  fix  it  in  my  heart, 
That  I  may  from  evil  near 

With  fpeedy  care  depart, 
■Sin  be  more  than  hell  abhorr'd  : 

Till  thou  deftroy  thy  tyrant  foe, 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 

And  never  let  mc  go. 

4  Never  let  me  leave  thybreaft, 

From  thee,  my  Saviour,  dray  ; 
Thou  art  my  fupport  and  reft, 

My  true  and  living  way  ; 
My  exceeding  great  reward, 

In  heav'n  above,  and  earth  below  : 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 

And  never  let  me  go. 


5*  PETITION. 

HYMN    LIV. 

i  ORD,  and  is  thine  anger  gone  » 

X-i     And  art  thou  pacify'd  ? 
After  all  that  I  have  done, 

Doft  thou  no  longer  Cuide  ? 
Infinite  thy  mercies  are  ; 

Beneath  the  weight  1  cannot  move, 
O  'tis  more  th  n  1  can  bear, 

The  Jenfe  of  pard'ning  love! 

2  Le:  it  (till  my  hear  conftrain, 

And  all  my  pafuons  fway  ; 
Keep  me,  Jell  I  turn  again 

Out  of  the  narrow  way: 
Force  my  vi'lence  to  be  ftill, 

And  captivate  myev'ry  thought ; 
Charm  and  melt,  and  change  my  will, 

And  bring  me  down  to  nought. 

3  If  I  have  begun  once  more 

Thy  fweet  return  to  feel  ; 
If  even  now  I  find  thy  pow'r 

Prefent  my  foul  to  heal  : 
Still  and  quiet  may  I  lie, 

Nor  ftruggic  our  of  thine  embrace  ; 
Never  more  refift  or  fly 

From  thy  purfuing  grace. 

4  To  the  crofs,  thine  altar,  bind 

Me  with  tiie  cords  of  love  ; 
Freedom  let  me  never  find 

From  my  d^ar  Lord  to  move  : 
That  I  never,  never  more 

May  with  my  much-lov'd  Matfer  part, 
To  .he  ports  of  mercy's  door 

O  nail  my  willing  heart. 


FETITlON.  59 

5  See  my  utter  helpleflhefr, 

And  leave  me  not  alone ; 
O  prefer ve  in  perrect  peace, 

And  feal  me  for  thine  own'! 
More  and  mo  e  thyfelf  reveal, 

Thy  pre  fence  let  me  always  find  ; 
Comfort,  and  confirm,  and  heal, 

My  feeble,  fm-iick  mind. 

6  As  the  apple  of  an  eye 

Thy  weakefl  fervant  keep  ; 
Kelp  me  at  thy  feet  to  lie, 

And  there  for  ever  weep  : 
Tears  of  joy  mine  eyes  o'erflow, 

That  I've  an  hope  of  heav'n  j 
Mm  h  of  love  I  ought  to  know, 

For  I've  had  much  forgiv'n. 

.H  Y  M  N     LV. 

i  rT^HEE  will  I  love,  my  flrength,  my  tow'r9 
JL      Thee  will  I  love,  my  joy,  my  crown, 
Thee  will  I  love  with  all  my  pow'r. 
In  all  my  works,  and  thee  alone. 
Thee  will  I  love,  till  the  pure  fire  ' 
Fill  my  whole  foul  with  chafte  defire. 

a  Ah  !  why  did  I  fo  late  thee  know, 

Thee,  lovelier  than  the  fons  of  men  ? 

Ah  !  why  did  I  no  fooner  go 
To  thee,  the  only  eafe  in  pain  ? 

Afham'd  I  figh  and  inly  m®urn, 

That  I  fo  late  to  thee  did  turn. 

3  In  darknefs  willingly  I  ftray'd  ; 

I  fought  thee,  yet  from  thee  I  rov'd  : 


6o  TZTIT10X. 

Far  wide  my  wand'ring  thoughts  were  fpread, 

Thy  creatures  more  than  thee  I  lov'd  , 
And  now  if  more  at  length  I  lee, 
'Tis  thro*  thy  light,  and  comes  from  thee. 

4  f  thank  thee,  uncreated  Sun, 

That  thy  bright  beams  on  me  have  min'd  ; 
I  thank  thee,  who  halt  overthrown 

My  foes,  and  heal'd  my  wounded  mind  : 
I  thank  thee,  whofe  enlivening  voice 
Bids  my  freed  heart  in  thee  rejoice. 

5  Uphold  me  in  the  doubtful  race, 

Nor  fuft'er  me  again  to  ft  ray  ; 
Strengthen  my  feet  with  fteady  pace-, 

Still  to  prc'fs  forward  in  thy  way  ;. 
My  foul  and  flefh,  O  Lord  of  might  | 
Fill,  fatiate  with  heav'nly  light  ! 

HYMN    LVL 

i   "INFINITE,  -unexhaiified  Love* 
-L     Jefus  and  love  are  one  ; 
If  full  to  me  thy  bowels  move, 
They  are  reftrain'd  to  none. 

2  What  lhall  I  do  my  God  to  love  ! 
My  loving  God  to  praife  ? 
The  length,  and  breadth,  and  height  to  prove, 
And  depth  ot  fov'ieign  grace  ? 

2  Thy  fov'reign  grace  to  all  extends, 
Immenfe  and  unconfm'd  ; 
From  age  to  age  it  never  ends, 
It  reaches  all  mankind. 

4  Throughout  the  world  its  hrca 'th  is  kmwn. 
Wide  as  infinity  ! 


PETITION,  (ft 

$o  wide,  it  never  pafs'd  by  one, 
Or  it  had  pafs'd  by  me. 

5  My  trdpafs  was  grown  up  to  heav'n ; 

But  far  above  the  ikies, 
In  Chrift  abundantly  forgiv'n, 
I  Tee  thy  mercies  rife  ! 

6  The  depth  of  all-redeeming  love 

What  angel-tongue  can  tell  ? 
O  may  I  to  the  utmoft  prove 
The  gift  unfpeakable  ? 

7  Come  quickly,  gracious  Lord,  and  take 

Poffeflion  of  thine  own  I 
My  longing  heart  vouchfafe  to  make 
Thine  everlafting  throne ! 

S  Affert  thy  claim,  maintain  thy  right,, 
Come  quickly  from  above  ; 
And  fink  me  to  perfections  height, 
The  depth  of  humble  love* 

HYMN     LVII. 

j     A   LL  glory  to  God  in  the  fky, 

Jl\.  And  peace  upon  earth  be  reftor'd  j 
O  Jefus,  exalted  on  high, 

Appear  our  omnipotent  Lord  ! 
Who  meanly  in  Bethlehem  born, 

Did  (loop  to  redeem  a  loft  race, 
Once  more  to  thy  creatures  return, 

And  reign  in  thy  kingdom  of  grace1. 

2  When  thou  in  our  flefh  didft  appear, 
All  nature  acknowledg'd  thy  birth  j 
Atofe  the  acceptable  year, 

And  heaven  was  open'd  on  earth  : 


&2  PETITION. 

Receiving  its  Lord  from  above, 
The  world  was  united  to  blefs 

The  giver  of  concord  and  love, 

The  Prince  and  the  Author  of  peace. 

3  O  wouldft  thou  again  be  made  known, 

Again  in  the  fpirit  defcend 
And  fet  up  in  each  of  thine  own 

A  kingdom  that  never  mail  end. 
Thou  only  art  able  to  blefs, 

And  make  the  glad  nations  obey, 
And  bid  the  dire  enmity  ceafe, 

And  bow  the  whole  world  to  thy  fway, 

4  Come  then  to  thy  fervants  again, 

Who  long  thy  appearing  to  know, 
Thy  quiet  and  peaceable  reign 

In  mercy  efrablifh  below  ; 
Allforrow  before  thee  ihall  fly, 

And  anger  and  hatred  be  o'er, 
And  envy  and  malice  lhall  die, 
And  difcord  afflict  us  no  more. 

5  No  horrid  alarum  of  war 

Shall  break  our  eternal  repofe  j 
No  found  of  the  trumpet  is  there, 

Where  Jefus's  Spi,  it  o'erflows  : 
Appeas'd  by  the  charms  of  thy  grace, 

We  all  (hall  in  amity  join, 
And  kindly  each  other  embrace, 

And  love  with  a  pafiion  iike  thine. 

HYMN    LVIII. 

x    /^OME,  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghofr, 
V,-'     One  God  in  perfons  three? 
Bring  back  the  heav'nly  bletfing  loft 
By  all  mankind  and  me. 


PETITION.  63 

2.  Thy  favour,  and  thy  nature  too, 
To  me,  to  all  refl.jve , 
Forgive,  and  after  God  renew, 
And  keep  u€  evermore, 

3  Eternal  Son  of  rig.  teoufnefs, 

Difplay  thy  beams  divine, 
And  cauie  the  glories  of  thy  face 
Upon  my  heart  to  ihine. 

4  Light  in  thy  light  O  may  I  fee, 

Thy  grace  and  mercy  prove  ! 
Reviv'd,  and  cheer'd  and  bleft  by  thee, 
The  God  of  pard'ning  love  ! 

5  Lift  up  thy  countenance  ferene, 

And  let  the  happy  child 
Behold,  without  a  cloud  between, 
The  Godhead  reconcil'd ! 

6  That  all-comprifing  peace  beflow 

On  me,  through  grace  forgiv'n; 
The  joys  of  nolinefs  below, 
And  then  the  joys  of  heav'n  ! 

HYMN     LIX. 

1  f~\  Almighty  God  of  Love, 
V^  Thy  holy  arm  difplay  ! 
Send  me  fuccourfrom  above, 

In  this  my  evil  day  ; 
Arm  my  weaknefs  with  thy  po-.vVj 

Woman's  feed  appear  within  ! 
Be  my  fafeguard  and  my  tow'r 

Againft  the  face  of  fin. 

2  Rock  of  my  falvation  hnfte, 

Extend  thy  ample  (hade, 
C 


<$4  rETiTroN* 

Let  it  over  me  be  caft, 

And  flcreen  my  naked  head  : 

Save  me  trom  the  trying  hour ; 
1  lion  my  lure  protection  be ; 

Shelter  me  from  Satan's  i,ower, 
Till  I  am  fix'd  on  thee. 

3  Set  upon  thyfelf  my  feet, 

And  ma  e  r-e  iurely  (land; 
From  temptation's  rage  and  heat 

Cover  me  wit     thine  ^and  : 
Let  me  in  the  cleP.be  plae'd  ; 

Never  from  thy  fence  remove  j 
In  t   ine  arms  of  love  embrac'd— 

Gi  cveriaffing  luve. 

HYMN    LX. 

i   /^OME,  Saviour,  Jem,  from  above! 
V-v     AiTut  me  with  thy  beav'nly  grace  V 
Empty  my  heai  t  of  eat  rhly  love, 
And  for  thyfelf  prepare*  t   e  place. 

a  O  let  fhv  facred  p'rerence  fillr 
And  fet  my  longing  fpir.tfree! 
Which  pants  to  have  no  other  will, 
But  night  and  day  to  feaft  on  thee. 

3  While  in  this  region  here  below, 

No  other  good  will  I  prefume; 
I'll  bid  this  world  of  noife  and  {how. 
With  all  its  glittering  mares,  adieu. 

4  That  path  with  humble  ft  <>ed  T'll  feek, 

In  which  my  Saviour's  footfteps  fhiue ', 
Nor  will  I  hear,  nor  will  I  fpeak 
Of  any  other  love  but  thine,. 


PETITION.  4$ 

j  Henceforth  may  no  profane  delight 
Divide  this  confeuated  foul ; 
Poflefs  it  thou,  who  haft  the  right, 
As  Lord  and  matter  of  the  whole. 

4  Nothing  on  earn  do  I  defire, 

But  thy  pure  love  within  my  breaft.j 
This,  only  this,  will  i  require, 
And  freely  give  up  all  the  reih 

HYMN    LXI. 

a  HPHE  praying-fpirit  breathe, 

X  T  he  watch i n  g  po  a  *r  i  rn  part$ 

-From  all  entanglement  beneath 

Call  off  my  peaceful  heart  $ 
My  feeble  m.nd  fuitain, 

■By  worldly  thoughts  o\  preft  5 
Appear  and  bid  me  turn  again 
To  my  eternal  reft. 

2  Swift  to  my  refcue  come, 

Thy;  J&n  ifris  moawiitt  leize  ; 
Gather  my  wand'ring  fp  ri;  home^ 

And  keep  in  perfedt  peace  : 
SufFer'd  nomc:e  to  rove 

O'er  til  the  earth  abroad, 
Arreft  the  prisoner  of  thy  love, 

And  fhut  me  up  in  God. 

HYMN    LXIL 

•  a  QHEPHERD  divine,  our  wants  reliev* 
O     In  this  our  evil  day  ; 
To  all  thy  -tempted  fo'lVers  give 
The  pow'r  to  watch  and  pray- 
Cz 


66  Ptrmo*? 

»  Long  as  our  fiery  trials  hft 
Long  as  (he  crofs  we  bear, 
V  ief  our  fouls  on  thee- be  caff 
in  never  reeling  pray'ri       * 

3  The  Spirit  of  interceding  grace 

Give  us  in  faith  to  claim- 
Towreftletil]  we  fee  thy  face, 
And  know  thy  hidden  name. 

4  Till  thou  thy  perfecl  love  impart, 

iiJlthouthyfelfleftow, 

Be  tins  the  cry  of  ev',y  heart, 
i  will  not  let  thee  eo. 

5  IwiHnotlettheegounlc/s 

Thou  tell  thv  name  to  me  • 
With  all  thy  great  Salvation  blefs, 
And  make  me  all  like  thee. 

6  Then  Jet  me  on  the  mountaintop, 

Behold  thv  open  face  j 
Where  faith  in  fight  is  fwallow'd  up. 
And  pray'r  in  endlefs  praife. 

H    Y    M    N       LXItt. 

t  TES/V'  my  ftrengtb,  my  hope, 

-x*l.   f°n  thee  I  caftmy  care. 
With  humble  confidence  lookup, 

And  know  thou  hear'ft  my  pray* 
Give  me  on  thee  to  waif; 
Till  I  can  all  things  do, 
On  thee  almighty  to  create, 
Almighty  to  renew.  t 

3       I  want  a  fober  mind, 

A  felf-renouncino;  wfl] 


PETITION.  $7 

That  tramples  down  and  cads  behind 

The  baits  of  pleafing  ill : 
A  foul  inur'd  to  pain, 

To  hardfhip,  grief,  and  lofs; 
Bold  to  take  up,  firm  to  iuftain 

The  confecrateci  crofs. 

I  want  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick  difcerning  eye, 
That  looks  to  thee  when  (in  is  near, 

And  fees  the  tempter  fly  ; 
A  fpirit  ftill  prepar'd, 

And  arm'd  with  jealous  care, 
For  ever  (landing  on  its  guar  ', 

And  watching  unto  pray'r. 

I  want  a  heart  to  pray, 

To  pray  and  never  ceafe, 
Never  to  murmur  at  thy  (lay. 

Or  wifli  my  fufferings  lefs. 
This  blefling  above  all, 

Always  to  pray  I  want, 
Out  of  the  deep  on  thee  to  call, 

A»d  never,  never  faint, 

;       I  want  a  true  regard, 

A  Angle,  fteady  aim, 
Unmo  'd  by  threat'ning  or  reward, 

To  thee  and  thy  great  name  ; 
A  jealous,  juft  concern 

For  thine  immortal  praife  ; 
A  pure  defire  that  all  may  leain 

And  glorify  thy  grace, 

5      I  reft  upon  thy  word  ; 

The  promife  is  for  me? 
C  3 


*8  PETOTIOjr, 

My  fuccour  and  falvafion,  Lord 
Shall  furely  come  from  thee* 
Butler  me  ftill  abide, 

Nor  from  my  hone  remove, 
1H1  thou  my  patient  fpirit  guide 
Into  thy  per  feci  love. 

H  Y  M  N    LXIV. 

1  T-PFj  lArd> to  whom  for  he}p  i  As 

A.  A.   And  fliil  my  tempted  foul  ftund  bv, 

Ahroughouf  the  evil  day  ; 
I  he  i acred  wafchfulnefs  impart, 
*>od  keep  the  i(Tues  of  my  heart, 

And  ftir  me  up  to  pray. 

2  My  foul  with  thy  whole  armour  arm, 
In  each  approach  of  fin  alarm, 
And  ihe.v  rhe  danger  near  ; 

S/ar™nd»  .fllft^>  and  ftrengthen  me, 
^nd  fill  with  godly  jealoufy, 
And  lanctifying  fear. 

j  Whene'er  my  carelefs  hands  hang  down, 
O  let  me  fee  thy  gath'ring  frown, 

And  feel  thy  warning  eve  : 
And  flatting  cry,  from°ruin's  brink, 
Save,  Jefus,  or  I  yield,  I  fink! 
O  fave  me,  or  I  die  ! 

4  If  near  the  pit  I  rafhly  firay, 
Before  I  -.holly  fall  away, 

The  ke-n  conviction  dart ! 
Recall  me  by  that  pitying  look, 

!?£-!!&  "{^nd'ng  glance  which  broke 
Unfaithful  Peter's  heart. 


PETITION.  69 

5  In  me  thine  utmofi:  mercy  fhow, 
And  make  me  like  thyfelf  below, 

Unblamable  in  grace; 
Ready  prepar'd  and  fined  here, 
By  perfect  holinefs  t1  appear 

Before  thy  glorious  iace 

HYMN     LXV. 

j    TESUS,  myfaviour,  brother,  friend, 
J      On  whom  I  cad  my  ev'ry  care, 
On  whom  fur  all  things  i  depend 
Infpire,  and  then  accept  my  pray'r. 

2  If  I  have  tafted  of  thy  grace, 

The  grace  that  fare  L-.lvation  brings ; 
If  with  me  now  thy  fpirit  (lays, 

And  hov'ring  hides  me  in  his  wings. 

3  Still  let  him  with  my  weaknefs  (lay, 

Nor  for  a  moment's  fpace  depart  j 
Evil  and  danger  turn  away, 

And  keep,  till  he  renews  my  heart. 

4  Wh.en  to  the  right  or  left  I  ftray, 

His  voice  behind  me  may  I  hear, 
"  Return,  and  walk  in  Chnft  thy  way, 
"  Fly  back  to  Chrift,  for  Sin  is  ne«r." 

j  His  facred  unction  from  above 

Be  ftill  my  comforter  and  guide ; 
Till  all  the  itony  he  remove, 
And  in  my  loving  heart  refide, 

6  Jefus  I  fain  would  walk  in  thee, 

From  nature's  ev'ry  path  retreat ; 
Thou  art  my  way,  my  leader  be, 
And  fet  upon  the  rock  my  feet. 


7»  PETITION. 

7  Uphold  me,  Saviour,  or  I  fall ; 

O  reach  me  out  thy  gracious  hand  5 
Only  on  thee  for  help  I  call ; 
Only  by  faith  in  thee  I  (land. 

HYMN    LXVI. 

i         A     Charge  to  keep  I  have; 
J\.     A  God  to  glorify ; 
A  never-dying  foul  to  fave, 

And  fit  it  for  the  fky  : 
To  ferve  the  prefent  age, 

My  calling  to  fulfil ; 
O  may  it  all  my  pow'rs  engage 

To  do  my  matter's  will ! 

2      Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thv  fight  to  live* 
And  O  !  thy  fervant  Lord  prepare 

A  (tricl  account  to  give. 
Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thy felf rely; 
Affur'd,  if  I  my  truft  betray, 

I  fliall  forever  die. 

HYMN      LXVII. 

i   T)E  it  my  only  wifdom  here, 
J3     To  ferve  the  Lord  with  filial  fear, 

With  loving  gratitude; 
Superior  fenfe  may  I  difplay, 
J3y  fhunning  ev'ry  evil  way, 

And  walking  in  the  good* 


PETITION,  7  1 

3  0  may  I  ftill  from  fin  depart ; 
A  wife  and  urtderftanding  hcarf, 

Jefus,  to  me  be  giv'n  ! 
And  let  me  through  :hy  Spirit  know, 
To  glorify  my  God  below, 
And  find  my  way  to  heav'n. 

HYMN      LXVIII. 

I         /T^  OD  of  almighty  love, 

VJJ     By  whole  fufncient  grace 
I  lift  my  heart  to  things  above, 
And  humbly  ieek  thy  face  ; 
Through  Jefus  Chrift  the  julf, 
My  faint  defires  receive, 
And  let  me  in  thy  goodnefs  truft, 
And  to  thy  glory  live, 

a         Whate'erl  fay  or  do, 

Thy  giory  be  my  aim  ; 
My  off'rings  all  be  dfter'd  through 
The  ever-biefied  name. 
Jefu,  my  fingle  eye 
Be  fix'd  on  th-e  alone  ; 
Thy  name  be  prais'd  on  earth,  on  high  j 
Thy  will  by  all  be  done. 

j         Spirit  of  faith,  infpire 

My  conlecrated  heart  ; 
Fill  me  with  pure  celeftial  fire, 
Wit;:  all  t  .ou  had  and  art? 
My  feeble  mina  transform, 
And,  perfectly  renew 'd. 
Into  a  faint  exalt  a  worm  ; 
A  worm  exait  to  God  I 


7*  PETITION. 

HYMN    LXIX 

*  HPHE  things  my  God  doth  hate, 

X         1  hat  1  no  nioie  may  oo, 
Thy  creature,  Lord,  again  create. 

And  all  my  foul  renew; 
My  foul  mail  then,  like  thine, 

Abhor  the  ih.ng  unclean, 
And  fancVify'd  by  love  divine, 

For  ever  .  eafe  from  fin. 

3      That  bleffed  law  of  thin?, 
Jem,  to  me  impair  ; 
Thy  fpirn's  law  of  ife  divine, 

0  write  it  in  my  heart  ! 
Tmplan'  it  deep  within, 

Whenc°  it  may  ne'er  remove, 
The  law  of  liberty  from  fin, 
The  perfeel  .aw  of  love. 

3      Thy  nature  be  my  law, 

1  hy  fpotlefs  fanclity, 

And  (weedy  evVy  moment  draw 
My  happy  foul  to  thee  ; 

Soul  of  mv  foul  remain, 
Who  did  ft  for  all  fulfil, 

In  me,  O  I  ord,  fulfi  again 
Thy  heav'nly  Father's  will. 

HYMN    LXX, 

*  /~\  For  a  hear*  to  prnife  my  God, 

V^     A  hear*  from  (in  let  free! 
A  heart  that  alwa\s  feels  thy  blood. 
So  freelyfpilt  for  mef 


Petition.  7> 

i  A  heart  refign'd,  fubmiffive  meek, 
My  great  redeemer's  throne  ; 
Where  only  Chrift  is  heard  to  {peak* 
Where  Jei'us  reigns  alone. 

3  O  for  a  lowly  contrite  heart, 

Believing,  true,  and  clean, 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
From  him  that  dwells  within. 

4  A  heart  in  ev'ry  thought  renew'd, 

And  full  ofl->ve  divine; 
Perfect,  \nd  right^  and  pure,  and  good^ 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine. 

$  Thy  tender  heart  isftitf  the  fame, 
Arr*  melts  at  human  woe; 
Jem,  for  thee  diftreft  (  am  ; 
I  want  rhy  love  to  know. 

6  My  heart,  thou  know'ft,  can  never  reft 

TVltbou  create  my  peace, 
Till  of  my  Eden  repoilefs'd* 
From  ev'ry  fin  I  ceafe. 

7  Fruit  of  thy  gracious  lips,  on  me 

Beftow  that  peace  unknown,    „ 
The  hidden  manna,  and  the  tree 
Of  life,  and  the  white  ftone. 

5  Thy  nature,  gracious  Lord,  impart, 

Come  quickly  from  above  ; 
Write  thy  new  name  upon  my  hearty 
Thy  new,  belt  name  of  love. 


74  i  ITIflNi 

H     Y     M    N      LXXT. 

i  rT^HO(J  hidden  love  of  God,  whofe  height, 
A     Whole  depth  unfafhom'd,  no  man  knows; 
1  fee  from  far  thy  beauteous  lig-.r, 

I  only  figh  for  thy  repofe  : 
My  heart  is  pain'd,  nor  can  it  be 
At  reft,  till  it  finds  reft  in  thee. 

a  Thy  fecret  voice  invites  me  ft  11 

The  fweetnefs  of  thy  yoke  to  prove: 

And  fain  I  would,  but  though  my  will 
Seems  fix'd,  yet  wide  my  pallions  rove  : 

Yet  hindrances  drew  all  the  way ; 

I  aim  at  thee,  yet  from  thee  ftray. 

3  'Tis  mercy  all,  that  thou  haft  brought 

My  mind  to  feek  her  peace  in  thee  ! 
Yet  while  I  leek,  but  find  thee  not, 

No  peace  my  wandring  foul  fhall  fee  : 
O  when  (hail  all  my  wand'rings  end, 
And  all  my  fteps  to  thee-ward  tend  ? 

4  Is  there  a  thing  beneath  the  fun, 

That  ftrives  with  thee  my  heart  to  mare  f 
Ah !  tear  it  thence,  and  reign  alone, 

The  Lo~d  of  ev'ry  motion  there  ! 
Then  fhall  my  heart  from  earth  be  free, 
When  it  hath  found  repofe  in  thee. 

5  Each  moment  draw  from  earth  away 

My  heart,  that  lowly  waits  thy  call ; 
Speak  to  my  inrnoft  foul,  and  fay 

"  I  am  thy  love,  thy  God,  thy  All!" 
To  feel  thy   pow'r,    to  hear  thy  voice, 
To  tafte  thy  love,  be  all  my  choice. 


PETITIOMi  Vf 

HYMN      LXXIL 

t  \TE  happy  finfte'rs  hear 

X       The  pris'ners  of  the  Lord, 
And  wait,  till  Chrift  appear 

According  to  his  word; 
Rejoice  in  hop?,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  fhall  from  all  our  fins  be  free. 

i  The  Lord  our  righteou  the  [s, 

We  have  long  fince  receiv'd  ; 
Salvation  nearer  is 

Than  when  we  firft  believ'd  ; 
Rejoice  in  hope,   rejoice  with  me, 
We  (hall  from  all  our  fins  be  free* 

3  In  God  we  put  our  truft  ; 

If  we  our  fins  confefs, 
Faithful  he  is  and  juft, 

From  all  unrighteoufnefs 
To  cleanfe  us  all,  both  y*u  and  me  J 
We  mail  from  all  our  fins  be  free. 

4  Surely  in  us  the  hope 

Of  glory  fhall  appear  ; 
Sinners,  your  heads  lift  up, 

And  fee  redemption  near  ; 
Aga^n  I  fay  rejoce  with  me, 
We  fhall  from  all  our  fins  be  fr*? 

5  Who  Jefu's  fuff' rings  fhare, 

My  fellow-pris*ners  now, 
Ye  foon  the  wreath  (hail  wear 

On  your  triumphant  brow  : 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  fhall  from  all  our  fins  be  free*  / 

D  / 


1*  rETITlOtfv 

6  The  word  of  God  is  fure, 
And  never  can  remove. 
We  (hall  in  heart  be  pure, 
And  i  erfe&efl  in  love  ; 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  mail  fi  ora  all  our  fins  be  free. 

j  Then  let  us  gladly  bring 

Our  facrifice  of  praife, 
Let  us  give  thanks,  and  fing 

And  glory  m  his  grace: 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  fhall  from  all  ©ur  fins  be  free. 

HYMN      LXXIII, 

1  T^OR  ever  here  m>  reft  fhall  be. 
J?      Clofe  to  thy  bleeding  fide  ; 
This  all  my  hope,  and  *11  my  pleay 

For  me  the  Saviour  dy'd ! 

2  My  dying  Saviour  and  my  God, 

Fountain  for  guilt  and  fin, 
Sprinkle  me  ever  with  thy  blood, 
And  eleanfe,  and  keep  me  clean. 

3  Wafli  me,  and  make  me  thus  thine  own  . 

Wafh  me,  and  mine  thou  art  j 
Wafh  me,  but  not  my  feet  alone, 
My  hands,  my  head,  my  heart. 

4  Th'  attonement  of  thy  blood  apply,. 

Till  faith  to  fight  improve  ; 
Ti.l  hope  in  fullfrution  die, 
And  all  my  foul  be  love. 


rgTiTroN*  if 

HYMN     LXXIV. 

i      TESU,  my  life,  thyfelf  apply, 
J|      Thy  holy  Spirit  breathe  : 
My  vile  affections  crucify, 
Conform  me  to  thy  death. 

2  Conqu'ror  of  hell,  and  earth,  and  fin$ 

Still  with  thy  rebel  drive  ; 
Enter  my  foul,  and  work  within, 
And  kill,  and  make  alive  ! 

3  More  of  thy  life,  and  more  I  have, 

As  the  old  Adam  dies  t 
Bury  me,  Saviour,  in  thy  grave, 
That  I  with  thee  may  rife. 

4  Reign  in  me,  Lord  !  thy  foescontroul, 

Who  would  not  own  thy  fway  j 
Diffufe  thine  image  through  my  foul, 
Shine  to  the  perfe£t  day. 

5  Scatter  the  laft  remains  of  fin, 

And  leal  me  thine  abode  ; 
O  make  me  glorious  all  within, 
A  temple  buiit  by  God. 

HYMN    LXXV. 

i   TTOLY  Lamb,  who  thee  receive, 
XjL     Who  in  thee  begin  to  live, 
Day  and  night  they  cry  to  thee, 
As  th<siu  art,  fo  let  us  be ! 

a  Jefu,  fee  my  panting  breafl  •: 
See,  I  pant  in  thee  to  reft  ! 
Gladly  would  I  now  be  clean  : 
Clcanfe  me  now  from  ev'ry  fin. 
D  2 


7?  PETITION. 

3  Fix,  O  fix  my  wavYing  mind  j 
To  thy  crofs  my  fpirit  blind  ; 
Earthly  paffions  far  remove  ; 
Swallow  up  our  fouls  in  love. 

4  Duft  and  afhes  though  we  be, 
Full  of  guilt  and  mifery, 
Thine  we  are,  thou  Son  of  God, 
Take  the  purchafe  of  thy  blood  ! 

5  Who  in  heart  on  thee  believes, 
He  th'  atonement  now  receives  ; 
He  with  joy  beholds  thy  face, 
Triumphs  in  thy  pard'ning  grace. 

6  See,  ye  finners,  fee  the  flame 
Rifing  from  the  flaughter'd  Lamb, 
Mark  the  new,  the  living  way, 
Leading  to  eternal  day  ! 

7  Jefu,  when  this  light  we  fee, 
All  our  foul's  athiift  for  thee  ; 
When  thy  quick'ning  pow'r  we  prove, 
All  our  heart  difiblves  in  love. 

8  Boundlefs  wifdom,  pow'r  divine, 
Love  unfpeakable  are  thine  ! 
Praife  by  all  to  thee  be  giv'n, 
Sons  of  earth,  and  hofts  of  heav'n. 

HYMN    LXXVI. 

i      TESU,  thou  art  our  king, 
%J      To  me  thy  fuccour  bring  ; 
Chrift,  the  mighty  one  art  th»u, 

Help  for  all  on  thee  is  laid  ; 
This  the  word,  I  claim  it  now, 
Send  me  now  the  promis'd  aid. 


PETITION.  7f 


a  High  on  thy  father's  throne, 

O  look  with  pity  down ; 
Help,  O  help !  attend  my  call, 

Captive  iead  captivity: 
King  of  gtery,  Lord  of  all, 
Chrifl,  be  Lord,  be  King  to  me. 

3  I  pant  to  feel  thy  fway, 
And  only  thee  t'  obey : 

Thee  my  fpirit  gafps  to  meet ; 

This  my  one,  my  ceaflefs  pray'r, 
Make,  O  make  my  heart  thy  feat ! 

O  let  up  thy  kingdom  there ! 

4  Triumph  and  reign  in  me, 
And  fpread  thy  victory  : 

Hell,  and  death,  and  fin  controul, 
Pride,  and  wrath,  and  ev'ry  foe, 

All  fubdue  :  through  all  my  foul 
Conqu'ring  and  to  corumer  go ! 

HYMN    LXXVII. 

i   "'    ORD,  I  believe  thy  ev'ry  word, 
JLi     Thy  every  promife  true  : 
And  lo !  I  wait  on  thee,  my  Lord, 
Till  I  my  ftrength  renew. 

3  If  in  this  feeble  flefh  I  may 

Awhil"  mew  forth  thy  praife, 
Jefu  fupport  the  tott'ring  clay, 
And  lengthen  out  my  days. 

3  If  fuch  a  worm  as  I  can  fpread 
The  common  Saviour's  name  ; 
D3 


*•  PETITION. 

Let  him  who  raisM  thee  from  tht  dead, 
Quicken  my  mortal  frame. 

4  Still  let  me  live  thy  blood  to  (how, 
Which  purges  ev'ry  (tain ; 
And  gladly  linger  out  below 
A  few  more  years  in  pain. 

$  Spare  me,  till  my  ftrength  of  foul, 
Till  I  thy  love  retrieve  ; 
Till  faith  (hall  make  my  fpirit  whole, 
And  perfect  foundnefs  give. 
6  For  this  in  ftedfaft  hope  I  wait, 
Now,  Lerd,  my  foul  reftore ; 
Now  the  new  heav'ns  and  earth  create. 
And  I  (hall  fin  no  more. 

HYMN    LXXVIII. 

*   T   OVE  divine,  all  love?  excelling, 
-L-rf    Joy  of  heav'n  to  e;  .  rh  come  down  $ 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling, 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown : 
Jeftfthcu  art  all  compaflion, 

Pure  unbounded  love  thou  art, 
Vifit  us  with  thy  falvation, 

Enter  ev'ry  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe  O  breathe  thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  ev'ry  troubled  breath; 
Let  us  ail  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  fin  J  that  feeond  reft  ; 
Take  away  our  pow'r  »f  (inning. 

Alpha  aud  Ome^a  be, 
pnd  of  faith  as  its  beginning* 

Set  our  hearts  at  liberty. 


FKTITION*  It 

3  Come,  Almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  thy  life  receive, 
Suddenly  return,  and  never 

Never  more  thy  temples  leave ; 
Thee  we  would  be  always  blefling, 

Serve  thee  as  thy  hofts  above, 
Pray,  and  praife  thee  without  ceafiBgs 

Glory  in  thy  perfect  love. 

4  Finifh  then  thy  new  creation, 

Pure  and  fpotlefk  let  us^be  5 
Let  us  fee  thy  great  falvation 

Perfectly  reftor'd  in  thee : 
Chang'd  from  glory  into  glory, 

Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place, 
Till  we  caft  our  crowns  before  thee? 

Loft  in  wonder,  love,  and  praife ! 

H  Y  M  N    LXXIX. 

a  f*\  That  my  load  of  fin  were  gone  j 
KJ     O  that  I  could  at  la  ft  fubmit 
At  Jefu's  feet  to  lay  it  down  ! 
To  lay  my  foul  at  jefu's  feet ! 

2  Reft  for  my  foul,  I  long  to  find  : 

Saviour  of  all  if  mine  thou  art, 
43ive  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind? 
And  ftamp  thine  image  on  my  heart., 

3  Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  fin, 

And  fqjly  fet  my  fpirit  free  ; 
I  cannot  reft,  till  pure  within, 
Till  I  am  wholly  loft  in  thee., 


82  PETITION. 

4  Fain  would  I  learn  oftl.ee,  my  God, 

Thy  light  and  eafy  burden  prove; 
The  oofs  all  ftain'd  with  halbw'd  blood 
The  labour  of  thy  dying  love. 

5  I  would  ;  but  thou  nmft  give  the  powV 

My  heart  from  er'ry  (in  releafe; 
Bring  near,  bring  near  the  jovful  hour 
And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 

6  Come,  Lord,  the  drooping  finner  cheer, 

Nor  let  thy  chariot  wheels  delay  ! 
Appear,  in  my  poor  heart  appear ! 
My  God,  my  faviour,  come  away  ! 

HYMN     LXXX. 

j  T   IGHT  of  life,  fcraphic  fire, 
JLu     Love  divine,  thyfelf  impart! 
Ev'ry  fainting  foul  infpire  ; 

Shine  in  ev  'ry  drooping  heart  f 
Ev'ry  mournful  (inner  cheer; 

Scaf  ter  all  our  guilty  gloom  i 
Son  of  God  appear,  appear ! 

To  thy  human  temples  come. 

*  Come  in  this  accepted  hour  ; 

Bring  thy  heav'nly  kingdom  in  I 
Fill  us  with  the  glorious  pow'r, 

Rooting  out  the  feeds  of  fin  : 
Nothing  more  can  we  requiie  j 

We  will  covet  nothing  lefs  : 
J3e  thou  all  our  hearts  defire, 

AU  our  joy,  and  all  our  peace  | 


PETITION.  g£ 

HYMN     LXXXIV. 

a  T7ATHER,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
JL      One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 
As  by  the  celeffial  heft, 

Let  thy  will  on  earth  be  done  j 
Praife  by  all  to  thee  be  giv'n, 
Glorious  Lord  of  earth  and  heav'n, 

s  If  fo  poor  a  worm  as  I 

May  to  thy  great  glory  live, 
All  my  actions  fan&ify, 

All  my  words  and  thoughts  receive  ; 
Claim  me  for  thy  fervice,  claim 
All  I  have,  and  all  I  am. 

3  Take  my  foul  and  body's  pow'rs  ; 

Take  my  mem'ry,  mind,  and  will ; 
All  my  goods,  and  all  my  hours, 

All  I  know,  and  all  I  feel ; 
All  I  think,  or  fpeak,  or  do  : 
Take  my  heart;  but  make  it  new! 

4  Now,  O  God,  thy  own  I  am  ! 

Now  I  give  thee  back  thy  own  ; 
Freedom,  friends,  and  health,  and  fame, 

Confecrate  to  thee  alone  : 
Thine  I  live,  thrice  happy  I  j 
Happier  ftill  if  thine  I  die.! 

* 

5  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 

One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One* 
As  by  the  celeftial  hoft, 

Let  thy  will  on  earth  be  done  : 
Praife  by  all  to  thee  be  giv'n, 
Glorious  JLord  of  earth  and  bsav'n. 
PS 


86  PETITION. 

HYMN     LXXXV. 

i      TESU,  my  truth,  my  way, 
J      My  lure,  unerring  light, 
Cn  thee  my  feeble  fteps  I  (lay, 
Which  thou  wilt  guide  aright. 

2  Mywifdom  and  my  guide, 

My  counfelior  thou  art: 
O  never  let  me  leave  thy  fide, 
Or  from  thy  paths  depart. 

3  I  lift  my  eyes  to  thee, 

Thou  gracious,  bleeding  Lamb, 
That  I  may  now  enlighten'd  be, 
And  never  put  to  fliame. 

4  Never  will  I  remove 

Out  of  thy  hands  my  caufe, 
But  reft  in  thy  redeeming  love, 
And  hang  upon  thy  crofs. 

5  Teach  me  the  happy  art, 

In  all  tilings  to  depend 

On  thee.     O  never,  Lord,  depart, 

But  love  me  to  the  end. 

6  Still  ftir  me  up  to  ftrive 

With  thee  in  frrength  divine ; 
Andev'ry  moment,  Lord,  revive 
This  fainting  foul  of  mine. 

7  Perfift  to  fave  my  foul, 

Throughout  the  fi'ry  hour, 
Till  I  am  ev'ry  whit  made  whole, 
And  fhow  forth  all  thy  pow'r. 

S  Through  fire  and  water  bring 
Into  the  wealthy  place  ; 


PETITION.  S3 

HYMN      LXXXI. 

1  /^  OD  of  all  redeeming  grace, 

V_X     By  thy  pard'ning  love  compell'd 
Up  to  thee  our  fouls  we  raife, 

Up  to  thee  our  bodies  yield  ; 
Thou  our  facrifice  receive, 

Acceptable  through  thy  Son, 
While  to  thee  alone  we  live, 

While  we  die  to  thee  alone. 

2  Meet  it  is,  and  juft  and  right, 

That  we  mould  be  wholly  thine  ; 
In  thy  only  will  delight, 

In  thy  bleflfed  fervicetjoin  : 
O  that  ev'ry  work  and  word 

Might  proclaim  how  good  thou  art : 
Holineis  unto  the  Lord 

Still  be  wrote  upon  our  heart ! 

HYMN    LXXXII. 

1  -       ET  him  to  whom  we  now  belong, 

JL-J     His  fov' reign  right  affert  j 
And  take  up  ev'ry  thankful  fong  ; 
And  ev'ry  loving  heart. 

2  Hejuftly  claims  us  for  his  own, 

Who  bought  us  with  a  price  ! 
The  Chriftian  lives  to  Chrift  alone, 
To  Chrift:  alone  he  dies. 

3  Jems,  thine  own  at  laft  receive ! 

Fulfil  our  heart's  defire! 

And  let  us  to  thy  glory  live, 

And  in  thy  cauie  expire. 

D5 


S+  PETITION. 

2  Our  fouls  and  bodies  we  refign  : 
With  joy  we  render  thee  ° 
CurAl,  nolongerours,  but  thine, 
To  ail  eternity 

H  Y  M  N    LXXXIII. 

i    T>  EHOLD  the  fervant  of  the  Lord  ! 
JJ     I  wait  thy  guiding  eye  to  feei, 
±o  hear  and  keep  thy  ev'ry  word, 

To  prove  and  do  thy  perfect  will  ; 
Joyful  from  my  own  works  to  ceafe* 
Glad  to  fulfil  all  ngteecufnef-,. 

a  Me  if  thy  grace  vouchfafe  to  ufe, 
Meaneft  of  all   thy  creatines,  me, 
Tiie  deed,  the  time,  the  manner  chafe. 

Let  ail  my  fruit  be  found  of  thee  : 
Let  all  my  works  in  thee  be  wrought. 
By  thee  to  full  perfection  brought.* 

3  My  ev'ry  weak,  though  good  defign, 

t  ?'ei;-ni;e>  or  change,  as  feems  thee  meet  ; 
Jefu,  let  ah  mv  work  be  thine  ! 

Thy  work,  O  Lord,  is  all  compleat, 
Ann  pleagnf  in  ti.y  Father's  fight  ; 
Thou  only  haft  done  all  things  right. 

4  Here  then  to  fhee  thy  own  I  leave, 

Mould  as  thou  wilt  thy  pa  (live  clay  • 
But  let  me  ali  thy  (tamp  receive,  ' 

Bur  let  me  all  thv  words  obev  : 
Serve  with  a  (ingle  heart  and  eye,  * 
Afid  to  thy  glory  ljve  and  die, 


PETITION.  89 

2  V/aih  out  its  fains,  refine  its  drots, 
Nail  my  affections  to  the  crofs ! 
Hallow  each  thought  j    let  all  within 
Be  clean,  as  thou,  my  Lord,  art  clean. 

3  If  in  this  darkfome  wild  I  ftray. 

Be  thou  my  light,  be  thoa  my  way; 

No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear 

No  fraud,  while  thou,   my  God,  art  near, 

4  When  riling  floods  my  foul  o'er  flow, 
When  finks  my  heart  in  waves  of  woe, 
Jem,  thy  timely  aid  impart, 

And  raife  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart. 

j  Saviour,  where'er  thy  fteps  I  fee 
Dauntlejs,  untjr'd,  I  follow  thee  ! 
O  let  thy  hand  fupport  me  mil, 
And  lead  me  to  tny  holy  hill ! 

6  If  rough  and  thorny  be  the  way, 
My  ftrength  proportion  to  my  day  ; 
Till  toil,  and  grief,  and  pain  fhail  ceafe, 
Where  all  is  calm,  and  joy,  and  peace. 

HYMN    LXXXIX. 

1  TESUS,  thou  everlafring  King, 

,  j    Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring, 
Accept  thy  weli-delerv'd  renown, 
And  wear  our  praifes  as  thy  crown. 

2  Let  every  act  of  worfhip  be 

Like  our  efpoufals,  Lord,  to  thee  : 
Like  the  bleft  hour,  when  from  abovys 
We  firft  receiv'd  thy  pledge  of  love, 


V°  PETITION. 

3  The  gladnefs  of  that  happy  day, 
O  may  it  ever,  ever  ftay  ! 

Nor  let  our  faith  forfake  its  hold, 
Nor  hope  decline,  nor  love  grow  cold ! 

4  Each  following  minute  as  it  flies, 
Increafe  thy  praife,  improve  our  joys. 
Till  we  are  rais'd  to  fing  thy  name 
At  the  great  fupper  of  the  Lamb.  . 

HYMN    XC. 

i     r^OME.  Lord,  from  above, 
V^  The  mountains  remove, 

O'erturn  all  that  hinders  the  courfe  of  thy  love  : 
My  bofom  infpire, 
Inkindie  the  fire, 

And  wrap  my  whole  foul  in  the  flames  of  defire. 

2  I  languish  and  pine 

For  the  comfort  divine, 
O  when  mail  I  fay,  my  Beloved  is  mine  ? 

I  have  choofe  the  good  part, 

My  portion  thou  art, 
O  love,  I  have  found  thee,  O  God  in  my  heart. 

3  For  th's  my  heart  fighs, 

Nothing  t\k  can  fuffice  j 
How,  Lord,  can  1  purchafe  the  pearl  of  great  price  ? 

It  cannot  be  bought, 

And  thou  know'ft  I  huve  nought, 
Not  an  adion,  a  word,  or  a  truly  good  thought. 

4  But  I  hear  a  voice  fay; 

"Without  money  yc  may 
Receive  it,  whoever  hath  nothing  to  pay : 


PETITION,  g-j 

And  teach  me  the  new  fong  to  fing. 
When  perfected  in  grace ! 

9       O  make  me  all  like  thee, 

Before  I  hence  remove  ; 
Settle,  confirm,  and  ffablifh  me, 
And  build  me  up  in  love, 

i  o     Let  me  thy  witnefs  live, 

When  fin  is  all  deftroy'd  ; 
And  then  my  fpotlefs  foul  receive, 
And  take  me  home  to  God. 

HYMN      LXXXVI. 

i  T    O  !  in  thy  hand  I  lay, 

JLi     And  wait  thy  will  to  prove, 
My  Potter,  ftamp  on  me  thy  clay, 
Thy  only  ftamp  of  love! 
Be  this  my  whole  defire, 
I  know  that  this  is  thine  ; 
Then  kindle  in  my  foul  a  fire, 
Which  fhall  for  ever  fhine. 

2  Thy  gracious  readinefs 

To  fave  mankind  affert  ; 
Thy  image,  love,  thy  name  impreije, 
Thy  nature  ca  my  heart ! 
Bowels  of  mercy,  hear, 
Into  my  foul  come  down  ; 
Let  it  throughout  my  life  appear, 
That  I  have  Chrift  put  on. 

3  O  plant  in  me  thy  mind  ! 

O  fix  in  me  thy  home  ! 
So  fnall  I  cry  to  all  mankind, 
Come,  to  the  waters  come  ! 


*S  PETITION'. 

Jefus  is  full  of  grace  ; 
To  all  his  bowels  move  : 
Eehold  in  me,  ye  fallen  race, 
That  God  is  only  love  ! 

HYMN    LXXXVII. 

1  /^  REAT  Go:!,  indulge  my  humble  claim  j 
VT     Be  thou  ray  hope,  my  jov,  my  reft, 

•  The  glories  that  compofe  thy  name,  ' 
Stand  all  engag'd  to  make  me  bleft. 

2  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  juft  and  wife, 

Thou  art  my  Father,  and  my  God  ! 
And  I  am  thine,  by  facred  ties, 

Thy  fon,  thy  fervant  bought  with  blood. 

3  With  heart  and  eyes,  and  lifted  hands, 

For  thee  I  long,  to  thee  I  look  j 
As  travellers  in  thirfty  lands 

Pant  for  the  cooling  water-brook. 

4  Even  life  itfelf,  without  thy  love, 

No^  lafting  pleafure  can  afford  ; 
Yea,  'twould  a  tirefome  burthen  prove, 

If  I  were  banifli'd  from  thee,  Lord  ! 
$  I'll  raife  my  hands,  I'll  raife  my  voice, 

While  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  praife  ; 
This  work  fhall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 

And  fpend  the  remnant  of  my  days. 

IT  Y  M  N    IXXXVIII. 

*  C^\  Thoi7>  to  whofe  all-fearching  fight, 
V>   The  darknefs  fhineth  as  the  light, 
Search,  prove  my  heart,  it  pants  for 
O  bunt  thefe  bonds,  a:id  fee  it  free, 


thee 


PETITION.  91 

Who  on  Jefus  relies, 
Without  money  or  price, 
The  pearl  cf  forgivenefs  and  holinefsbuys. 

5  The  bleffing  is  fret, 

So,  Lord,  let  k  be ; 
I  yield  thar  thy  love  fhould  be  given  to  me. 

I  freely  receive; 

What  thou  freely  doll  give, 
And  confent  in  thy  love,  in  thine  Eden  to  live. 

6  The  gift  I  embrace, 

The  giver  I  praife, 
And  afcribe  my  falvation  to  Jefus'  grace* 

It  came  from  above, 

The  foretafte  I  prove, 
And  I  foon  tfiall  receive  all  thy  fujnefs  of  love. 

HYMN    XCI, 

1  A  ND  can  I  yet  delay 
-*~X  My  little  All  to  give  ? 

To  tear  my  foul  from  earth  away, 

For  Jefus  to  receive  ? 

Nay,  but  I  yield,  I  yield ! 

I  can  hold  out  no  more  ; 
I  fink  by  dying  love  compell'd, 

And  own  the  conqueror  ! 

2  Though  late  I  all  forfake, 

My  friends,  my  All  refign  ; 
Gracious  Redeemer,  take,  O  tak», 

And  feal  me  ever  thine  ! 

Come,  andpoflefs  me  whole, 

Nor  hence  again  remove  : 
$ett!e  and  fix  my  wav'ring  foul, 

With  all  thy  weight  of  love, 


**  PETITION. 

3     Myonedefire  be  thisr. 
Thy  only  love  to  know  : 
To  feek  and  tafte  no  other  blifs, 
No  other  good  below. 
My  life,  my  portion  thou, 
Thou  all-fufficient  art, 
My  hope,  my  heav'nly  treafure,  now 
Enter,  and  keep  my  heart ! 

HYMN    XCII. 

*  TH£V  SMwrd  of  Ifrael,  and  mine, 

i?       i  T     ^oy  and  defire  of  mv  heart, 
tor  clofer  communion  I  pine,  ' 

I  long  to  refide  w   ere  thou  art : 
The  pafture  I  languid*  to  find, 

Where  all  who  their  Shepherd  obey, 
Are  fed  on  thy  bofom  reclin'd, 

Are  fkreen'd  from  the  heat  of  the  day. 

2  Ah !  mew  me  that  happiert  place, 

The  place  of  thy  people's  abode, 
Where  faints  in  an  extacy  gaze, 

And  hang  on  a  crucifyM  God  : 
Thy  love  for  a  finner  declare, 

Thy  paffion  and  death  on  the  tree : 
My  fpiritto  Calvary  bear, 

To  fuffer  and  triumph  with  thee. 

3  'Tis  there  with  the  lambs  of  thy  flock. 
There  only  I  covet  to  reft, 
To  lie  at  the  foot  of  the  rock, 
Or  rife  to  be  hid  in  thv  breaft  ; 


FETITIOX.  $$ 

?Tis  there  I  would  always  abide, 

And  never  a  moment  depart ; 
Conceal'd  in  the  cleft  of  thy  fide, 

Eternally  held  in  thy  heart. 

HYMN     XCIIL 

JESUS,  my  Lord,  attend 
Thy  feeble  creature's  cry  ; 
And  (hew  thyfelf  the  finner's  friend, 
And  fet  me  up  on  high. 
From  hell's  oppreflive  pow'r 
My*  ftruggling  foul  releafe ; 
And  to  thy  father's  grace  reftore, 
And  to  thy  perfect  peace. 

Thy  blood  and  righteoufneft 
I  make  my  only  plea  ; 
My  prcfent  and  eternal  peace 
Are  both  deriv'd  from  thee. 
Rivers  of  life  divine 
From  thee,  their  fountain  flow, 
And  all  who  know  that  love  of  thine, 
The  joy  of  angels  know. 

Come  then,  impute,  impart 
To  me  thy  righteoufnefs, 
And  let  me  tafte  how  good  thou  art, 
How  full  of  truth  and  grace: 
That  thou  canft  here  forgive, 
Grant  me  to  testify. 
And  juftified  by  fai;  h  to  live, 
And  in  that  faith  to  die, 


94  PETITION. 

HYMN     XCIV. 

i    T>  EING  of  Beings,  God  of  Love  1 
-L-J     To  thee  our  hearts  we  raife  ; 
Thy  all-fuftaining  power  we  prove, 
AH  gladly  fing  thy  praife. 

2  Thine,  wholly  thine,  we  pant  to  be, 

Our  facrifice  receive  j 
Made,  and  prcferv'd,  and  fav'd  by  thea, 
To  thee  ourfelves  we  give. 

3  Heav'n-ward  our  ev'ry  wifh  afpires : 

For  all  thy  mercy's  ftore, 
The  folc  return  thy  love  requires 
Is  that  we  afk  for  more. 

4  For  more  we  afk  ;  we  open  then 

Our  f*earts  t'  embrace  thy  will: 
Turn  ^nd  beget  us,  Lord,  a</ain  •  * 
Wi-h  all  thy  fulinefs  fill.  ° 

5  Come,  Holy  Ghoft,  the  Saviour's  love 

SheA  in  our  hearts  abroad  ! 

So  fh  ill  we  ever  live  and  move, 

And  be  with  Cluift  in  God. 

HYMN    XCV. 

*  f^i  s°n  ofrighteoufnefs,  arife 
Vy     With  lealing  in  thy  wing, 
To  my  difeas'd,  my  fainting  foul. 
Life  and  falvation  bring. 

2  Tiiefe  clouds  of  pride  and  fin  difpel 
By  ttty  all-piercing  beam  ? 
Lighten  mine  eyec  with  faith,  my  heart 
With  holy  hopeinflam:. 


PETITION.  95 

3  My  mind  by  thy  all-quick'ning  power, 

From  low  deli  res  fet  free  ; 
Unite  my  fcatter'd  thoughts,  and  fix 
My  love  entire  on  thee. 

4  Father,  thy  long- loftfon  receive  : 

Saviour,  thy  purchafe  own  ; 
Bleft  Comforter,  with  peace  and  joy 
Thy  new-made  creature  crown. 

5  Eternal,  undivided  Lord, 

Co-e^ual  One  and  Three, 
On  thee  all  faith,  all  hope  be  plsrc'd, 
All  love  be  paid  to  thee. 

HYMN    XCVI. 

i   QON  of  God,  thy  blefling  granf, 
k3     Still  fupply  our  ev'ry  want ; 
Tree  of  life,  thy  influence  (hed, 
With  thy  fap  my  fpirit  feed. 

2  Tendered  branch,  alas !  am  I, 
Wither  without  thee  and  #e, 
Weak  as  helplefs  infancy  ; 

O  confirm  my  foul  in  thee. 

3  Uniuftain'd  by  thee  I  fall ; 
Send  the  help  for  which  I  call  j 
Weaker  than  a  bruifed  reed, 
Help  I  ev'ry  moment  need. 

4  All  my  hopes  on  thee  depend  ; 
Love  me,  fave  me  to  the  end  : 
Give  me  thy  continuing  grace  j 
Take  my  everkifting  praife. 


$6  PETITION. 

HYMN     XCVI1. 

x   T   ORD,  we  come  before  thee  now. 
JLi     At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow  ; 
O !  do  not  our  f'uit  difdain, 
Shall  we  feek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain  t 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  fouls  depend, 
In  companion  now  defcend, 

Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace, 
Tune  our  lips  to  fing  thy  praife. 

3  In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  feek  thee,  here  we  flay  j 
Lord,  we  know  not  how  to  go, 
Till  a  blelling  thou  befiow. 

4  Send  fome  mefTage  from  the  word, 
That  may  joy  and  pea.ce  afford  ; 
Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 

Full  falvation  to  each  heart. 

$  Comfort  thofe  who  weep  and  mourn, 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return  ; 
Thofe  that  are  cart  down  li ft  up  ; 
Make  them  ftrong  in  faith  and  hope 

6  Grant  that  all  may  feek,  and  find 
Thee,  a  gracious  God,  and  kind  : 
Heal  the  lick,  the  captive  free  ; 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee  I 


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HYMN    XCVIII. 

OME,  thou  Almighty  King, 
Help  us  thy  name  to  fing, 
Help  us  to  praife! 


riTlTlOtf. 

Father  all -glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come,  and  reign  over  us, 
Ancient  of  days. 

a  Jefus  our   Lord,  arife, 
Scatter  our  enemies, 

And  make  them  fall  I 
Let  thine  almighty  aid 
Our  fure  defence  be  made, 
Our  fouls  on  thee  be  ftay'd  i 

Lord  hear  our  call. 

3  Come,  thou  incarnate  Word, 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  fword, 
Our  pray'r  attend  : 
Come,  and  thy  people  blefs, 
And  give  thy  word  fuccefs.  ; 
Spirit  of  holinefs 

On  us  defcend. 

Come,  holy  Comforter, 
Thy  facred  witnefs  bear 
In  this  glad  hour  : 
Thou  who  almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  ev'ry  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 
Spirit  of  pow*r. 

»  To  the  great  One  in  Three, 
Eternal  praifes  be, 

Hence-— evermore ! 
His  fov 'reign  Majefty 
May  we  in  glory  fee, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore. 


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f8  PETITION. 

HYMN    XCIX. 

i   /^\F  him  who  did  falvation  brine:, 
\^J     I  could  for  ever  think  and  fing 4 
Arife  ye  guilty,  he'll  forgive  ; 
Arife  ye  needy,  he'll  relieve. 

2  Afk  but  his  graoe,  and  lo  !    'tis  given  ; 
Afk,  and  he  turns  your  hell  to  heaven  ; 
Tho'  fin  and  forrow  wound  my  foul, 
Jefir,  thy  balm  will  make  it  whole. 

3  To  fhame  our  fins  he  HufiYd  in  blood, 
He  clos'd  his  eyes  to  fhew  us  God  ; 
Let  all  the  world  fall  down  and  know 
That  none  but  God  fuch  love  could  fhow. 

4  'Tis  thee  I  love,  for  thee  alone 
I  (hed  my  tears  and  make  my  moan  j 
Where'er  I  am,  where'er  I  move, 
I  meet  the  object  of  my  love. 

5  Infatiate  to  this  fpring  I  fly, 
I  drink,  and  yet  am  ever  dry  : 
Ah  !   who  againft  thy  charms  is  proof ! 
Ah  !  who  that  loves  can  love  enough  ! 

H  Y  M  N     C. 

1   T  TOW  tedious  and  tafte'efs  the  hours, 
Jl     When  Jefus  no  longer  I  fee  ; 
Sweet  profpe^s,  fweet  birds,  and  fweet  flow'rs 

Have  all  loft  their  fweetnefs  with  me  : 
The  mid-fummer  fun  fhines  but  dim, 

The  fields  drive  in  vain  to  look  gay  ; 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 

December's  as  pleafaqt  as  May. 


fcETITIQNi 

k  His  name  yields  the  richeft  perfume, 

And  fweeter  than  muiic  his  void*  ; 
His  prefence  difperfes  my  gloom, 
t  £Ud  raakes«a11  within  me  rejoice. 
I  mould,  were  he  always  thus  nigh, 

Have  nothing  to  wi/h  or  to  fear ; 
No  mortal  fo  happy  as  I, 

My  fummer  would  laft  all  the  year. 
3  Content  with  beholding  his  face, 

My  all  at  his  pleafure  reiign*d, 
No  changes  of  feafon  or  place, 

While  blefs'd  with  afenfeof  his  love, 

A  palace  a  toy  would  appear : 
And  prifons  would  palaces  pr#ve> 
If  Jefus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 
4  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  rhine, 
If  thou  art  my  fun  and  my  fon«r . 
Say,  why  do  I  languifh  and  pine,  ° 

And  why  are  my  winters  fo  loner  ? 
O  drive  thefe  dark  clouds  from  my  iky. 

Thy  foul-cheering  prefence  reftore ; 
Or  take  me  unto  thee  on  high, 

Where  winter  and  clouds°are  no  more, 

HYMN    CI. 

i   /^OME,  thou  fount  of  ev'ry  blefiW 
V_y     Tune  my  heart  to  fing  thy  grace*' 
Streams  of  mercy  never  ceafingj 

Call  for  fongs'of  loudefl:  praTfe  : 
Teach  me  fome  melodious  fonnet, 
Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above  ; 
Praife  the  mount— I'm  fix'd  upon  th 
Mount  of  thy  redeeming  love  1 
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I0O  PETITION'. 

1  Here  I  raife  mine  Ebenezer, 

Hither  by  tliy  help  I'm  come  ;• 
AnH  I  hope  bj  thy  gdod  plc«fure 

Safely  fo  arrive  «■  home. 
Jefus  foughr/me  when  arranger, 

Wand'ring  fVo/n  he  f_>lri  of  God  ; 
He,  to  refeue  me  from  danger, 

Interpos'd  with  precioas  iylo.dr 

3  O!  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I'm  conftram'd  to  be  ! 
Let  thy  ^coJnefs,  like  a  fettfer, 

Bind  my  wand'ring  heari  to  thee  j 
Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it, 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love — 
Here's  my  heart,  O  take  and  feal  it  j 

Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above ! 

HYMN    CII. 

1    TESUS,  from  whom  all  bleflings  flow, 
^|      Great  builder  of  thy  church  below^ 
If  now  thy  Soirit  moves  my  breaft, 
Hear  and  fulfil  thine  own  requeft. 

a  The  few  that  truly  call  thee  Lord, 
And  wait  thy  fanclifying  word, 
And  thee  their  utmeft  Saviour  own, 
Unite,  and  perfect  them  in  one. 

3  O  let  them  all  thy  mind  expwefs, 
Stand  forth  thvehofen  witnefles: 
Thy  pow'r  itnto  falvation  mow, 
And  perfect  hoi ineis  below. 

4  In  them  let  all  mankind  behold 
How  chriftiansliv'd  in  days  ©f  old  j 


fETITION.  ioi 

Mighty  their  envious  foes  to  move, 
A  proverb  of  reproach — and  love. 

g  O  might  ray  lot  be  caft  with  thefe, 
The  leaft  of  jefu's  vvhnelfes ! 
O  that  my  Lord  would  count  me  meet 
To  warn  his  dear  .difcipies  feet ! 

6  This  only  thing  do  I  require.; 

Thou  know'ft  "'tis  all  my  heart's  d«fire$ 
Freely  what  I  receive  to  give, 
The  fervant  of  thy  church  to  live. 

7  After  my  lowly  Lord  to  go, 
And  wait  upon  thy  faints  below, 
Enjoy  the  grace  to  angels  grv'n, 
And  ferva  the  royal  heirs  of  heav'rti 

2  Lord,  if  I  now  thy  drawings  feel, 
And  afk  according  to  thy  will  ; 
Confirm  the  prayY,  the  feal  impart. 
And  fpeak  the  anfwer  to  my  heart. 

9  Tell  me,  or  thou  ffialt  never  go, 

"Thy -prayer  is  heard;  it  fhalibe  fo." 
The  word  hath  pafi'd  thy  lips,  and  L, 
Shall  with  thy  people  live  and  die. 

HYMN    CIIL 

i    T?  VER  fainting  with  defire, 
XLt     For  thee , O  Chrift,  I  call  I 
Thee  I  reftlefgly  require, 

I  want  my  God,  my  All. 
Jefu,  dear  redeeming  Lord, 

I  wait  rhy  coming  from  above  j 
Help  me,  Saviour  !  fpeak  the  wortf, 
And  perfect  me  in  lov£. 
E  2. 


103  PETITION, 

a  Wilt  thou  fuffer  me  to  £*o 

Lamenting  all  my  davs  ? 
Shall  I  never,   never  know 

Thy  fanclifying  grace  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  the  light  afford, 

The  darknefs  from  my  foul  remove  I 
Help  me,  Saviour!  fpeak  the  word, 

And  perfect  me  in  love. 

3  Lord,  if  I  on  thee  believe, 

The  fecond  gift  impart*; 
With  th'  indwelling  Spirit  give 

A  new,a  contrite  heart  j 
If  with   love  thy  heart  is  ftor'd, 

If  now  o'er  me  thy  bowels  move 
Help  me  Saviour!  fpeak  the  word  * 

And  perfect  me  in  love. 

4  Let  me  gain  my  calling's  hope, 

O  make  the  finner  clean  ! 
Dry  corruption's  fountain  up, 

Cut  offth' intailof  fin  : 
Take  me  unto  thee  my  Lord, 

And  I  (hall  then  no  longer  rove  ; 
Help  me,  Saviour !  fpeak  the  word 

And  perfect  me  in  love. 

5  Thou,  my  life,  my  treafure  be, 

My  portion  here  below  ! 
Not   ing  would  I  feek  but  thee, 

Thee  only  would  I  know  : 
My  exceeding  great  reward, 

My  heav'n  on  earth,  mv  heav'n  above 
Help  me,  Saviour!  fpeak  the  word, 

And  pcrfeft  me  in,  Jove. 


PETITION. 

€  Grant  me  now  the  blifs  to  feal 
Of  thofe  thai  are  in  thee  ; 
Son  of  God,  thyfelf  reveal, 

Engrave  thy  name  on  me  : 
As  in  heav'n  be  here  ador'd, 

And  let  me  now  the  promife  prov«  ; 
Help  me,  Saviour!  fpeak  the  word, 
And  perfect  me  in  love. 

HYMN    CIV. 

*  A/T Y  Go^  !    I  know,  I  feel  thee  mine, 
jLVX     And  will  not  quit  my  claim 
Till  all  I  have  is  left  in  thine, 
And  all  renew'd  I  am. 

2  I  hold  thee  with  a  trembling  hand, 

But  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  ftedfaftly  by  faith  I  ftand, 
And  all  thy  goodne/s  know. 

3  Jefu,  thine  all -victorious  love 

Shed  in  my  heart  abroad! 
Then  fhall  my  feet  no  longer  rove, 
Rooted  and  fix'd  in  God. 

4  O  that  in  me  the  facred  fire 

Might  now  begin  to  glow  !    • 
Burn  up  the  drofs  of  bafe  defire, 
And  make  the  mountains  flow  ! 

5  O  that  it  now  from  heav'n  might  fal 

And  all  my  fins  confurae  : 
Come,  Holy  Ghoft,  for  thee  I  call, 
Spirit  of  burning,  come. 

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*°4  PETITION. 

6  Refining  fire,  go  through  my  heart 

Illuminate  my  foul  ; 
Scatter  thy  life  through  ev'ry  part 
And  fanctify  the  whole.  * 

7  Sorrow  and  fin  mail  then  expire 

While  enter'd  into  reft, 
I  only  live  my  God  V  admire, 
My  God  for  ever  bleil. 

8  My  ftedfa.1  foul,  from  falling  free, 

Shall  then  no  longer  move ; 
But  Chrift  be  all  the  world  to  me, 
And  all  my  heart  be  love. 

HYMN    CV, 

1  WHAT  nmv  is  my  obie#  and  aim  ? 

A  *       What  now  is  my  hope  and  defire  ? 
I  o  follow  the  heav'nly  Lamb, 

And  after  his  image  afpire. 
My  hope  is  all  center'd  in  thee  ; 

I  truft  to  recover  thy  love; 
On  earth  thy  falvation  to  fee, 

And  then  to  enjoy  it  above. 

2  I  third  for  a  life-giving  God, 

A  God  that  on  Calvary  dyM  ; 
A  fountain  of  water  and  blood,' 

Which  guAYd  from  Immanuel's  fide! 
I  gafp  for  the  ftream  of  thy  love, 
I  he  ipi.it  of  rapture  unknown  ; 
And  then  to  re-drink  it  above, 

Eternally  freih  from  tfee  ihrone. 


PETITIOK.  Ip- 


H   Y    M    N      CVI. 

l    TESU,  thy  boundlefs  love  to  me 

J    No  thought  can  reach,  no  tongue  declare  • 
O  knit  my  thankful  heart  to  thee,  ' 

And  reign  without  a  rival  there  ' 
Thine  wholly,  thine  alone  lam; 
Be  thou  alone  my  conftant  flame  ! 

2  O  grant  that  nothing  in  my  foul 

May  dwell  but  thy  pure  love  alone ! 
O  may  thy  love  poiTefs  me  whole  ! 

My  joy,  my  treasure,  and  my  crown  : 
grange  flames  far  from  my  heart  removi 
My  ev  ry  act,  ward,  thought,  be  love. 

3  °  l0^'  h°W  cheeri"g  is  thy  ray  I 

All  pain  before  thy  prefence  flies; 
Care,  angui/h,  forrow,  melt  away, 

Where  er  thy  healing  beams  arife  ; 
«  JeAi,  nothing  may  1  fee, 
Nothing  defire  or  feek  but  thee. 
4  Unweary'd  may  I  this  purfue, 

Dauntlefs  to  the  high  prize  afpire; 
Hourly  within  my  foul  renew 

This  holy  flame,  this  heav'nly  fire  : 
And  day  and  night  be  all  my  care 
-i  o  guard  this  facred  treafure  there, 
$  Othat  I  as  a  little  child 

_  May  follow  thee  and  never  reft; 
Tih  fweetly  thou  haft  breathM  thy  mild 

Atld  lowly  mind  intQ  b        ft'f 

fij  ??  may  we  Parted  be, 

*J|I  I  become  one  fp'rit  with  thee, 


Io6  PETITION. 

6  Still  let  thy  love  point  out  my  way  : 

How  wondrous  tilings  thy  love  hath  wrought  ! 
Still  lead  me,  left  I  go  aftray  j 

Di reel:  my  word,  infpire  my  thought: 
And  if  I  fall,  foon  may  I  hear 
Thy  voice,  and  know  that  love  is  near. 

7  In  fuff ' ring  be  thy  love  my  peace, 
In  weaknefs  be  thy  love  my  pow'r  ; 
And  when  the  ftorms  of  life  fhall  ceafe, 

Jem,  in  that  important  hour— - 
In  death,  as  life,  be  thou  my  guide, 
And  fave  me,  who  for  me  haft  dy'd  ! 

HYMN      CVII. 

i   lUIOLY>  ana*  true>  and  righteous  Lord, 
JLJl  I  wait  to  prove  thy  perfect  will  : 
Be  mindful  of  thy  gracious  word; 
And  (tamp  me  with  thy  Spirit's  feal, 

i  Open  my  faith's  interior  eye  : 
Difplay  thy  glory  from  above  ; 
And  all  I  am  mall  fink  and  die, 
Loft  in  aftonifhment  and  love  ! 

;  Confound,  o'erpow'r  me  by  thy  grace  : 
I  would  be  myfelf  abhor'd: 
All  might,  all  majefly,  all  praife, 
All  glory  be  to  Chrift  my  Lord  ! 

j.  Now  let  me  gain  perfection's  height  j 
Now  let  me  into  nothing  fall, 
As  lefs  than  nothing  in  thy  light, 
And  tet-l  that  Chrift  is  all  in  all, 


FETITIOtf.  I0? 


M  Y  M  N     CVIII. 

I   CAVIOURofthefin-fickfoul, 
O  Give  me  faith  to  make  me  whole  ; 
Finifl)  thy  great  work  of  grace  I 
Cut  it  fliort  in  rigfrtepufnefs. 

%  Speak  the  fecond  time,   M  Be  clean  I" 
Take  away  my  inbred  fin  : 
Ev'ry  ftumbling  block  remove; 
Caft  it  out  by  perfeft  love, 

3  Nothing  lefs  will  I  requjre, 
Nothing  more  can  I  defire  : 
None  but  Chrift  to  me  be  giv'n  ! 
None  but  Chrift  in  earth  or  heav'n, 

4  O  that  I  may  now  decreafe  ! 
O  that  all  I  am  might  ceafe  ! 
Let  me  into  nothing  fall ! 
Let  my  Lord  be  all  in  ail ! 

HYMN     CIX. 

?  T   ORD,  I  believe  a  reft  remains 
A-J  To  all  thy  people  known, 
A  reft    where  pure  enjoyment  reigns, 
And  thou  art  lov'd  alone. 

z  A  reft,  where  all  my  foul's  defire 
Is  fix'd  on  things  above  ; 
Where  fear,  and  fin,  and  grief  expire, 
Caft  out  by  perfect  love. 

3  O  that  I  now  the  reft  might  know, 
Believe  and  enter  in  ! 
Now    Saviour,  now  the  pow'r  beftow. 

And  let  me  ceafe  from  fin. 


lOfl  PETITION. 

4  Rem6vc  this  hardnefs  from  my  heart, 

This  unbelief  remove ; 
To  me  the  reft  of  faith  impart. 
The  Sabbath  of  thy  love. 

5  I  would  be  thine,  thou  know'ft  I  would, 

And  have  thee  all  my  own : 
Thee,  O  my  all-fufficient  gftod! 
1  want,  and  thee  alone. 

6  Thy  name  to  me,  thy  nature  grant! 

This,  only  this,  begiv'n; 

Nothing befide  my  God  I  *ant, 

Nothing  in  earth  or  heav'n. 

7  Come,  O  my  Saviour,  come  away, 

Into  my  foul  defcend  ! 
No  longer  from  thy  creature  May, 
My  author,  and  m»  end  ! 

S  Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
And  feal  me  thine  abode  ; 
Let  all  I  am  in  thee  be  loft ; 
Let  all  be  loft  in  God  ! 

HYMN       CX. 

i  S~\  Joyful  found  of  gofpeUgrace, 
V_y  Chrift  (hall  in  me  appear  ! 
I,  even  I,  (hall  fee  his  face  ; 
I  (hall  be  holy  here. 

2  The  glorious  crown  of  righfcoufnefs, 

To  me  reach'd  out  I  view  ; 
Conqu'ror  through  him,  I  foon  (hall  feize 
And  wear  it  as  my  due. 

3  The  promis'd  la»d  from  Pifgah's  top 

J  now  exult  to  fee ; 


PETITION.  IOJ 

My  hope  is  full  (O  glorious  hope  !) 
Of  immortality. 

4  He  vifits  flow  the  houfe  of  clay  ; 

He  makes  his  future  home  : 
O  would'fl:  thou  Lord,  on  this  glad  day 
Into  thy  temple  com£. 

£  With  me,  I  know,  I  feel  thou  art, 
But  this  cannot  fuffice, 
Unlefs  thou  plan  reft  in  my  heart 
A  conftafit  paradife. 

6  My  earth  thou  wat'reft  from  on  high, 

But  make  it  all  a  pool  : 
Spring  up,  O  well  I  ever  cry, 
Spring  up  within  my  foul. 

7  Come,  O  my  God,  thyfelf  reveal  ! 

Fill  all  this  mighty  vo:d  ; 
Thou  only  canft  my  fpirit  fill  j 
Come,  O  my  God,  my  God  ! 

5  Fulfil,  fulfil  my  large  defires, 

Large  as  infinity ! 
Give,  give  me  all  ray  foul  requires. 
All,  all  that  is  in  thee! 

HYMN     CXI. 

i    JESUS  hath  dyM  that  I  might  live, 
J     Might  live  to  God  alone  ; 
In  him  eternal  life  receive, 
And  be  in  fpirit  one. 

2  Saviour,  I  thank  thee  for  the  grace, 
The  gift  unfpeakable  ; 
And  wait  with  arms  of  faith  t'  embrace, 
And  all  thy  love  to  fed. 


JIO  PETITION 

3  My  foul  breaks  out  in  ftrong  defire, 

The  perfecl  blifs  to  prove  ; 
My  longing  heart  is  all  on  fire 
To  be  dhTolv'd  in  love. 

4  Give  me  thy felf,  from  ev'ry  boaft, 

From  ev'ry  wifh  fet  free  ; 
Let  all  I  am  in  thee  be  loft, 
But  give  thyfelf  to  me. 

5  Thy  gifts,  alas  !  cannot  fuffice, 

Unlefs  thyfelf  be  giv'n  : 
Thy  prefence  makes  my  paradife, 
And  where  thou  art  is  heav'n  ! 

HYMN    CXII. 

i  npHOU  great  myfterious  God  unknown, 
X       Whofe  love  hath  gently  led  me  on, 
Ev'n  from  my  infant  days; 
Mine  inmoft  foul  expofe  to  view, 
And  tell  me  if  I  never  knew 
Thy  j uflifying  grace. 

2  If  I  have  only  known  thy  fear, 
And  follow 'd  with  an  heart  fincere, 

Thy  drawings  from  above  ; 
Now,  now  the  farther  grace  beftow, 
And  let  my  fprinkled  confidence  know 

Thy  fweet  forgiving  love. 

3  Short  of  thy  love  I  would  not  Mop, 
A  ftranger  to  the  gofpel  hope, 

The  fenfe  of  fin  forgiv'n  : 
I  would  not,  Lord,  my  foul  deceive, 
Without  thy  inward  witnefs  life, 

That  antepaft  of  heav'n. 


PIT  IT!  OK.  in 

4  If  now  the  witnefs  wee  in  me, 
Would  lie  not  teftify  oF  thee, 

Iii  Jefus  reconcile  ? 
And  lhould  i  not  with  faith  draw  nigh, 
And  bold >y  Abba  Father  cry, 

1  know  mylelf  thy  child  ? 

5  Ah  !  never  let  thy  fervant  reft, 
Till  of  my  part  in  Chritf  poifeft, 

I  on  thy  m  rc>  feed  : 
Unworthy  of  the  crumbs  that  fajtf, 
Yet  rais'd  by  him  who  dy'd  for  all, 

To  eat  the  children's  bread. 

C  Whatever  obffru&s  thy  pard'ning  love, 
Or  fin,  or  righteoufneis  remove, 

Thy  glery  to  difpl^y  ■ 
Mine  heart  of  unbelief  convince, 
And  nowabfolve  me  from  my  fins, 
And  take  them  ail  away/ 

HYMN     CXTI. 

1   A/fYh°re'  mvA|1>  ™V  Saviour  thou, 
+V-L  To  thee  lo  !  now  my  foul  I  bow, 
I  feel  the  blifs  t    y  v.  o  -nds  impart, 
I  find  the  Saviour  in  my  heart 

2  Be  thou  my  ftrength,  be  thou  my  way, 
Protect  me  through  nay  ii;Vs  fljort  dayj 
In  all  my  acts  may  wildom  guide, 

And  keep  me,  Saviour,  near  thy  fide. 

3  Correct,  reprove,  and  comfort  me, 
As  I  have  need,  my  Saviour  be  j 
Aid  if  1  would  from  thee  depart, 
Ihenclafptne,  Saviour,   to  thy  heart, 

F 


*I2  PETITION". 

4  In  fierce  temptation's  darkeft  hour. 
Save  me  from  fin  and  Satan's  pow'r  ; 
Tear  every  idol  from  thy  throne, 
And  reign  my  Saviour—reign  alone. 

5  My  fuff'ring  time  fhall  foon  be  o'er, 
Then  fhall  1  figh  and  weep  no  more  ; 
My  ranfom'd  foul  fhall  foar  away, 
To  fingthy  praife  in  endlefsday. 

H  Y  M  N     CXIV. 

ESUS,  the  all-fuflaining  word, 
My  fallen  (pint's  hope, 
After  thy  lovely  likenefs,  Lord, 
O  when  fhall  I  wake  up  ? 

2  Thou,  O  my  God,  thou  only  art 
The  life,  the  tiuth,  the  way  : 
Quicken  my  foul,  inftru6t  my  heart, 
My  finking  fooifleps  flay. 

O  fall  thou  haft  in  earth  below, 

In  heav'n  above  to  give, 
Give  me  thine  only  felf  to  know, 

In"  thee  to  walk  and  live. 

4  Fll  me  with  all  the  life  of  love, 

In  myftic  union  join 
Me  to-thvfeif,  and  let  me  prove 
Tiie  fellow fhip  divine. 

5  Open  ihe  intercourfe  between 

My  longing  foul  and  tnee, 
Never  to  be  broke  off  again, 
Through  all  eternity. 


PETITION.  II? 

H  Y  M  N    CXVi 

i   TTOW  vain  are  all  things  here  below, 
J.  X     How  falfe  and  yet  hoiv  fair  ! 
Each  pleafure  hath  it's  poifon  too, 
And  ev4ry  fweet  a  fnare. 

2  The  brighten1  things  below  the  fky 

Givebu:  a  flatt'ring  light  ; 
We  fhould  fufpeci  fome  danger  ni^h, 
Where  we  poflefs  delight. 

3  Our  dearefl  joys,  and  neareft  friends, 

The  partners  of  our  blood, 
Plow  they  divide  our  wav'ing  minds 
And  leave  but  half  for  God  ! 

4  The  fondnefs  of  a  creature's  love, 

How  frrong  it  ftrikes  the  fenfe  ; 
Thither  the  warm  affection's  move, 
Nor  can  we  call  'em  thence. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 

My  foul's  eternal  food  ; 
And  grace  command  my  heart  away 
From  all  created  good. 

H  Y  M  N     CXVI. 

i      A   LL  ye  that  pafs  by, 
-f-*-  To  Jefusdraw  nigh  : 
To  you  is  it  nothing  that  Jefus  mould  die  ? 
Your  ranfom  and  peace, 
Your  f  urety  he  is, 
Come,  fee  if  there  ever  was  forrow  like  his 

F2 


H4  PETITION. 

2  For  what  you  have  done 
His  blood  mult  atone  : 

The  Father  hath  punifh'd  for  you  his  dear  Son. 

The  Lor  a  in  .he  day 

Of  his  anger  did  lay 
your  fins  on  the  Lamb,  and  he  bore  them  away. 

3  He  anfwer'd  for  all, 
O  come  at  his  call, 

And  low  at  his  crofs  with  aftoniftmnent  fall. 

But  lift  up  your  eyes 

At  Jefns's  cries  : 
Impaflive  he  fufters,  immortal  he  dies. 

4  He  dies  to  atone 
For  linsnot  his  own  : 

Your  debt  he  ha  h  paid, and  your  work  he  hath  done. 
Ye  all  mav  receive 
.  peace  he  did  leave, 
Who  macie  intcrcciLon,  "  My  Father  forgive." 

5  For  yon  anc^  for  me 
He  pVay'd  on  the  tree  : 

The  grayer  is  accepted,  the  (inner  is  free. 
The  finner  am  1, 
ho  on  Jefus  rely, 
Ai:dcome  for  the  pardon  God  cannot  deny. 

6  My  pardon  I  claim, 
For  a  finner  I  am, 

A  finner  bel;evm£  in  [efus's  name. 
pure   as'd  the  grace, 
Which  now  I  embrace  ? 
O  Father,  thou  know'ft  he  hath  died  in  my  place. 


PETITION.  115 

7  His  death  is  my  plea, 

My  Advocate  fee,  [me  : 

And  hear  the  blood  fpeak  that  hath  anfwer'd  for 

Acquitted  I  was, 

When  lie  b'ed  on  the  crofs, 
And  by  looting  hi^  life  he  havh  carried  my  caufe. 

H  Y  M  N     CXVII. 

1  "\^ 7 HEN, gracious  Lord,  when  mall  it  be, 

VV       that  I  (ball  find  my  all  in  thee  I    ' 
The  fullaefs  of  thy  promife  prove, 
The  feal  of  thine  eternal  love  i        h 

2  A  poor  blind  child  I  wander  here, 
If  haply  I  may  feel  thee  near  ; 
Odark!  dark'-    dark!  Iftill mfcft.fay, 
Amid  the  blaze  of  gofpel-day. 

3  Thee,  only  thee  I  fain  would  find, 
And  caft  the  world  and  fk  fti  behind : 
Thou,  only  thou  to  me  be  given, 
Of  all  thou  halt  in  earth  or  heaven. 

4  When  from  the  arm  of  flefh  fet  free, 
Jem,  my  foul  fnall  fly  to  thee  : 
Jefu,  when  I  have  loft  my  all, 

I  lliail  upon  thy  bofom  fall. 

HYMN     CXVIII. 

1  TT7HOM  naan  forfakes  thou  wilt  not  leave, 
V  V       Re  tdy  the  outcajts  to  receive  : 
Though  all  my  fimpienefs  I  own, 
And  all  my  faults  to  thee  are  known. 
F3 


Il6  PETITION. 

2  Ah  !  wherefore  did  I  ever  doubt  r 
Thou  wilt  in  no-wife  caft  me  our, 
An  helplds  foul  that  comes  to  thee, 
With  only  fin  and  milerv. 

3  Lord,  I  am  tick,  my  ficknefs  cure  j 
I  want,  do  thou  enrich  the  poor  j 
Under  thy  mighty  hand  I  (loop  : 

O  lift  the  abject  (inner  up  ! 

4  Lord  I  am  blind,  be  thou  my  fi*'  t ! 
Lord,  I  am  Weak,  be  rhou  my  might  ! 
A  helper  of  the  helptef-  be, 

And  let  me  find  my  all  in  thee  ! 

HYMN     CXIX. 

JESUS,  Redeemer  of  mankind, 
Difplay  tliy  faving  power; 
Thy  meicy  let  thefe  outcasts  find, 
And  know  their  gracious  hour- 

2  Ah  give  them,   Lord,  a  longer  fpace, 

Nor  fuddenly  confume  ; 
But  let  them  'a.  .e  the  profTer'd  grace, 
And  flee  the  wrath  to  come. 

3  O  would'ft  thou  caft  a  pitying  look 

(Al!  goodnefs  as  thou  art) 
Like  that  which  farhlefs  Peter's  broke, 
Or  my  obdurate  heart. 

4  Who  thee  benea'h  their  feet  have  trod, 

And  crucified  afrefh, 
Touch  with  thine  all-victorious  blood, 
And  turn  the  llone  to  fiem. 


PETITION.  117 

5  Open  their  eyes,  and  ears,  to  fee 
Thy  crofs,  to  hear  •  hy  cries  : 
Sinner,  thy  faviour  weeps  for  thee, 
For  thee  he  weeps,  and  dies. 

i  All  the  day  long  he  meekly  ftands 
His  rebels  to  receive, 
And  (hews  his  wounds,  and  fpreads  his   hands, 
And  bids  you  turn  and  live. 

7  Turn,  and  your  fins  of  deeped  dye 

He  will  with  bloo^i  eff  ce  ? 
Even  now  he  waits  with  blood  t'  apply, 
Befa-v'd,  befav'd  by  grace. 

8  Be  fav'd  from  hell,  from  fin  and  fear : 

He  fpeaks  you  now  forgiven, 
Walk  before  God,  be  pertcct.  here, 
And  then  come  up  to  heaven. 

HYMN     CXX. 

1   /^\   God,  of  good  !  the  unfathom'd  fea, 
V^/     Who  would  not  give  his  heart  to  thee  ? 
Who  would  not  love  thee  with  his  might  r 
O  Jefu,  Lover  of  mankind, 
Who  would  not  his  whole  foul  and  mind, 
With  all  his  ftrength  to  thee  unite  ? 

a  Thou  fhiri'ftwith  e-'erlanVng  rays; 
Before  rh'  unfufferable  blaze 

Angels  with  bo'.h  wings  veil  their  cjes  5 
Yet  free  as  air  thy  bounty  dreams 
On  all  thy  works  ;  thy  mercy's  beams 
Piffufive  as  the  fun's  arife. 

F4 


1)t  PETITION. 

3  Affonifh'd  at  thv  frowning  brow, 

Earth,  hell,  and  heav'ns  (hong  pi larsbow, 

Terrib  e  majefty  is  thine! 
Who  then  can  that  va(i  love  exprefs, 
Which  bows  *hee  down  to  me,  wholefs 

Than  nothing  am,  till  thou  art  mine  ! 

4  High  thron'd  on  heav'nsererna  hill, 
In  number,  weigl  t«and  meafnre  frill 

Thou  Tweedy  orderefl  all  that  is  : 
And  yet  thou  deign s(i  to  come  to  me, 
And  guide  my  lie  s,  that  I  with  thee 

Enthroivd,  may  reig  •  in  endleis  biifs. 


o 


HYMN     CXXI. 

JESUS,  my  reft, 
How  unfpeakablv  b'eft 
Is  the  Tinner  that  comes,  to  be  hid  in  thy  breaft ! 

1  I  come  at  thy  ad!, 
And  at  thy  fee1  fid!, 
And  believe  and  confefs  ti.ee  my  God  and  my  all. 

3  Thou  art  Mary's  good  part, 
The  rhin^  needful  thou  art , 

The  deiire  of  mine  eye;,  and  the  joy  of  my  heart. 

4  My  comfort  and  flay, 
My  life  and  my  way, 

My  crown  of  r  joicing  in  that  happy  day. 

5  Health,  pardon  and  peace 
In  thee  I  potfefs; 

I  can  have  nothing  more,  I  will  have  nothing-  left. 

6  I  ftand  in  thy  might, 
I  walk  in  thv  light, 

And  all  heaven  I  claim  in  thy  Gcd-^ivin^  ri<d)t. 


PETITION. 

HYMN      CXXII. 
For  more  Labourers. 

"ESU,  thv  wand'ring  fhe-p  behold  ! 
See,  Lord,  with  yearning  bo    els  fee 
Poor  fou  !s  that  canno'  find  the  fold, 

Till  fought,  and  ga  her'd  in  by  thee. 
%  -Loft  are  they  now,  and  fcatter'd  wide 
In  pain,  and  wearineis,  and  want  ; 
With  no  kind  Shepherd  near  to  guide 
The  lick,  and  f  >iritlefs,  and  faint. 

3  Thou,  only  thou,  the  kind  and  good, 

And  fheep-redeemmg  Shepherd  art  ; 
Col-ed  thy  flock,  ano  give  them  food, 
And  pallors  after  thine  own  heart. 

4  Give  the  pure  word  of  general  grace, 

And  great  fhall  be  the  Preacher's  crowd 
Preacheis,  who  all  th*  finful  race, 
Point  to  the  all-atoning  blood. 

5  Open  their  mouth,  and  utterance  give, 

Give  them  a  trumpet- voice  to  call 
A  world,  who  all  may  turn  and  live, 
Through  faith  in  him  who  died  for  all. 

6  In  every  Melfenger  reveal, 

The  grace  they  preach  divinely  free  ; 
That  each  may  by  the  Spirit  tell 

"  He  died  for  all,  who  died  for  me." 

7  A  double  portion  from  above, 

Oi  that  all -quickening  Spirit  impart  • 
Shed  forth  thine  univerfal  love,  * 

In  every  faithful  Paftor's  heart, 

F5 


*'f 


120  PETITION. 

2  Thy  only  glory  let  them  feek, 

O  let  their  hearts  with  love  o'erflow  ; 
Let  them  believe,  and  therefore  fpeak, 
And  Ipread  thy  mercy's  praife  below. 

HYMN    CXXIII. 

Nativity  Hymn. 

i         "RATHER,  our  hearts  we  lift 
J?       XJt:  to  thy  gracious  throne 
And  thank  thee  for  the  precious  gift 
Of  thine  incarnate  Son  ; 
The  gift  unfpeakable 
We  thankfully  leceive, 
And  to  the  world  thy  goodnefs  tell, 
And  to  thy  glory  live. 

i         Jefus  the  holy  child, 
Doth  by  his  birth  declare, 
That  God  and  man  are  reconcil'd, 
And  one  in  him  we  are  : 
Salvation  through  his  name 
To  all  mankind  is  given, 
And  loud  his  infant  cries  proclaim 
A  peace  'tvvixt  earth  and  heaven, 

A  pedce  on  earth  he  brings, 
Which  never  more  (hall  end  : 

The  Lord  of  holts,  the  King  of  kings, 
Declares  himieif  our  fnend  j 
Aflumes  our  flefh  and  blood, 
lhat  we  his  Spirit  may  gain  ; 

The  everlafling  Son  of  God, 
The  mortal  Son  of  man. 

His  kingdom  from  above 
lie  dyih  to  us  impart, 


PETITION.  izi 

And  pure  benevolence  and  love, 

O'erflow'd  the  faithful  heart  : 

Chang'd  in  a  moment  we 

The  fweet  attraction  find, 
With  open  arms  of  charity 

Embt wSmg  all  mankind.        ^ 

5  O  might  they  all  receive, 

The  new-born  Prince  of  Peace, 
And  meekly  in  his  fpirit  live, 

And  in  his  love  increafe  !  , 

Till  he  convey  us  home, 

Cry  every  foul  aloud, 
Come,  thou  defire  of  nations  come, 

And  take  us  up  to  God. 

HYMN       CXXIV. 

For  more  Labourers. 

i   T    ORD  of  the  harveft,  hear 
1  j     Thy  needy  fervants  cry, 
Anfwer  our  faith's  effectual  prayer. 
And  all  our  wants  fupply. 

2  On  thee  we  humbly  wait 

Our  wants  are  in  thy  view  : 
The  harveft,  truly,  Lord,  is  great, 
The  labourers  are  few. 

3  Convert,  'and  fend  forth  more 

Into  thy  church  abroad, 
And  let  them  fpeak  thy  word  of  power, 
As  workers  with  their  God. 

4  Give  the  pure  gofpel-word, 

The  word  of  general  grace  | 
F  6 


122  FETITION. 

Thee  let  them  preach,  the  common  Lord  ; 
Saviour  of  human  race. 

5  O  let  them  fpread  thy  name, 
Their  million  fully  prove, 
Thy  univerfal  grace  proclaim, 
Thine  all  redeeming  love. 

HYMN    CXXV. 

For  a  Jick  Per/on. 

1  QEE,  gracious  Lord,  with  pitying  eyes, 
k3  Beneath  thy  hand  a  ibfterer  Iies7 
Thy  mercy,  not  thine  anger  proves  J 
And  ficklleis  whom  Jefus  loves, 

2  His  to  thine  own  afflictions   join, 
Accept,  exalt,  and  count  them  thine; 
Thy  paflion  which  remains  Fulfill, 
And  fuffer  in  thy  members  ftill. 

3  His  ficknefs  feel,  endure  his  pain 
His  burden  bear,  his  crofs  fuftaih  : 
Grieve  in  his  griefs,  and  ligh  his  fi^hs, 
And  breath  his  wifhes  to  the  fkies. 

4  Enter  his  heart,  codefs  him  whole, 
Infpire,  and  actuate  his  foul; 
Himfelf  no  longer  let  it  be 

That  fuffers,  or  that  lives  but  thee. 

5  Thyfeif  through  fufierings  perfect  made, 
Conform  him  thus  to  thee  his  head  ; 
Refine,  «md  raif'e  his  virtue  higher, 
When  tried  and  purified  by  fire. 

6  So  when  his  eyes  behold  thee  near, 
And  thou  his  hidden  life  appear  ; 
Bright  in  thy  likenefs  mall  he  mine, 
And  glorious  all,  and  all  divine. 


REJOICING. 

REJOICING. 

H  Y  M  N    CXXVI. 

t   /^OME,  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 
V^y  And  let  your  joys  be  known  ; 
Join  in  a  fong  with  fweet  accord, 

While  ye  furround  h;s  throne : 
Let  thofe  refufe  to  Ting 

Who  never  knew  our  God  ; 
But  fervants  of  the  heavVy  king 
May  fpeak  their  joys  abroad. 

,  The  God  that  rules  on  high. 

That  all  the  earth  furveys,, 
That  rides  upon  the  ftormy  iky, 
And  calms  the  roaring  feas  ; 
This  awful  God  is  ours, 
OurFatherand  our  Love; 
Ke  will  fend  down  his  heav'nly  povv'rs 
To  carry  us  above. 

There  we  (hall  fee  his  face, 

And  never,  never  fin  : 
There,  from  the  rivers  ofhis  grace, 

Drink  endlefs  pleafures  in. 
Yea,  and  before  we  rife 

To  that  immortal  flare, 
The  thoughts  of  fuch  amazing  blifs 

Should  conftant  joys  create. 

The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  below; 
Celeftial  fruit  on  earthly  ground 

From  faith  and  hope  may  grow  j 


124  REJOICING. 

Then  let  our  fongs  abound, 
And  ev'ry  tear  be  dry  ; 
We're  marching  through  I mmanuel's  ground 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

HYMN    CXXVII. 

i   TTAPPY  the  man  that  finds  the  grace, 
X  X  The  bleifinjg  ofGodschofen  race, 
The  wifdom  coining  from  above, 
The  faith  that  fvveetly  works  by  love. 

2  Happy  beyond  defcription  he 

Who  knows  the  faviour  dy'd  for  me, 
The  gift  unfpeakable  obtains, 
And  heav'nly  unde-  (landing  gains. 

3  Wifdom  divine!   Who  tells  the  price 
Of  wifdom's  coflly  merchandize  ? 
Wifdom  to  iilver  we  prefer, 

And  gold  is  drofs,  compar'd  to  her. 

• 

4  Her  hands  are  filled  with  length  of  days, 
True  riches  and  immortal  praife  ; 
Riches  of  Chrift  on  ail  beiknv'd, 

Ana  honour  that  delcends  from  God. 

5  Topurefl  joysfheall  invites, 
Chafte,  holy,  fpiritual  delights  : 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleafantnefs, 
And  all  her  flow'ry  paths  are  peace. 

6  Happy  the  man  who  wifdom  gains  ; 
Thrice  happy  who  this  gueft  retains  : 
Heo-.ns,  and  fliall  for  ever  own 
Wifdom,  and  Chrift,  and  heav'n,  are  one. 


B.2J0ICIKG.  12^ 

HYMN    CXXVIH. 

HAPPY  the  fouls  to Jefus join'd, 
And  fav'd  by  grace  alone  j 
Walking  in  all  his  ways,  they  find 
Their  heav'n  on  earth  begun. 

The  church  triumphant  in  thy  love, 

Their  mighty  joys  we  know  ; 
They  ling  the  Lamb  in  hymns  above, 

And  v>e  in  hymns  below. 

Thee  in  thy  glorious  realm  they  praife, 

And  bow  before  thy  throne  ! 
We  in  the  kingdom  of  thy  grace  ; 

Thefe  kingdoms  are  butr  one. 

The  holy  to  the  holy 'it  leads; 

From  thence  our  fpirits  rife: 
And  he  that  in  thy  ftatutes  treads, 

Shall  meet  thee  in  the  fkies. 

HYMN     CXXIX. 

LET  earth  and  heav'n  agree, 
Angels  and  men  be  join'd 
To  celebrate  with  me 
The  faviour  of  mankind  ; 
T'  adore  the  all-attoning  Lamb, 
And  blefs  the  found  of  Jem's  name. 

Jefus  !  tranfporting  found ! 

The  joy  of  earth  and  heav'n  ; 
No  other  help  is  found, 
No  ot  er  name  is  giv'n, 
By  which  we  can  (aivation  have, 
But  Jefus  came  the  world  to  fave. 


126  REJOICING. 

3       Jefus!  harmonious  name! 

It  charms  the  holts  above  ; 
They  evermore  proclaim, 
And  wonder  a!  his  love: 
'Tisail  their  happinefs  o  ^aze, 
'Tis  heav'n  to  ice  our  Jcfu's  face. 

4.      His  name  the  Hnner  hears, 
And  is  from  fin  let  tic^; 
*Tis  mufic  in  his  ears, 
'Tislife  and  victory; 
New  longs  do  now  i  is  Gps  employ, 
And  dances  his  glad  heart  for  joy'. 

j       Stung  by  the  fcorpion  fin, 
My  poor  expiring  loul 
The  balmy  found  drinks  in, 
And  is  at  once  made  whole  : 
See  there  my  Lord  upon  the  tree  ! 
I  hear,  I  feel  he  dy'd  for -me. 

i       O  unexampled  love! 

O  all- redeeming  grace! 
How  fwiftly  didlt  thou  move 
To  fave  a  fallen  race  : 
What  (hall  I  do  to  make  it  known, 
What  thou  for  all  mankind  haft  done » 

O  for  a  trumpet-voice, 

On  all  the  world  to  call; 
To  bid  their  hearts  rejoice 
In  him  v>ho  dy'd  for  all  ! 
For  all  my  Lord  wascrucify'd  ! 
i'cr  all,  for  all  my  Saviour  dv'd ' 


REJOICING,  127 

To  fervcthy  Welled  will, 

Thy  dyinglove  ro  braife, 
Thy    ounfel  to  fulfil, 
And  minifter  thy  mace; 
Freely  wi  at  I  receive,  to  give, 
The  life  of  heav'n  on  earth  I  live. 

H  Y  M  N    CXXX 

RISE,  my  foul,  arife, 
.     Shake  off  thy  guilty  fear?, 
The  bleeding  facrifice 
In  my  behalf  appears  ; 
Before  the  throne  my  fbrety  (lands  ; 
My  name  is  written  en  his  hands. 

He  ever  lives  above 

For  me  to  intercede; 
His  all -redeeming  love, 

Mis  precious  btood  to  plead  : 
His  blood  a'ton'd  for  all  our    ace, 
And  ipr  nkles  now  the  hrone  of  ^race. 
Five  bleeding  wounds  he  bears, 

Receiv'd  on. Calvary ; 

They  pour  effectual  prav'rs, 

They  frrong'y  fpeak  for  me  : 

Forgive  him,  O  forgive  they  cry  I 

Nor  let  that  ranfom'd  (Inner  die. 

The  father  hears  him  pray, 

His  dear  anointed  one  j 
He  cannot  turn  away 

The  prefence  of  his  Son  : 
His  fpifitanfwe  s  to  lie  blood, 
And  tells  me  I  am  born  of  God. 


123 


REJOICING. 


5       My  God  is  reconcil'd, 

His  pard'ning  voice  I  hear  ; 
He  owns  me  for  his  child, 
I  can  no  longer  fear  : 
With  confidence  I  now  draw  nigh, 
And  Father,  Abba  Father,  cry  ! 

HYMN     CXXXI. 

IV  JL  What  a  comfort  divine; 
What  a  bleifing  to  know  that  my  Jeius  is  mine! 

In  the  heavenly  Lamb 

Thrice  happy  I  am,  [name. 

And  my  heart  it  doth  dance  at  the  found   of  his 

3        True  pleafures  abound 

In  the  rapturous  found  ; 
And  whoever  hath  found  it,  hath  paradife  found. 

My  Jefus  to  know, 

And  feel  his  blood  flow, 
'Tis  life  everlaft.ng,  'tis  heaven  below  ! 

3         Yet  onward  I  ha.te 

To  the  heav'nly  feaft; 
That,  that  is  the  fudnefs  ;  but  this  is  the  tafle  : 

And  this  I  ftiall  prove, 

Till  with  joy  I  remove 
To  the  heaven  of  heavens  in  Jefus's  love. 

HYMN     CXXXII. 

i  npHY  ceafelef?,  uncxhaufted  love, 
-*.       Unmerited  and  free, 
Delights  our  evil  to  remove, 
And  help  our  mifery. 


REJOICING.  129 

3  Thou  waited  to  te  gracious  (till ; 
Thou  dolt  with  finnera  bear, 
That  fa  'd,  we  may  thy  goodnefs  feel, 
And  aii  thy  grace  declare. 

3  Thy  goodnefs  and  thy  truth  to  me, 

To  ev'ry  loul  abound  ; 
A  vaft,  unfathomable  lea, 
Where  aU  our  though:s  are  drown'd. 

4  Its  dreams  the  whole  creation  reach, 

So  plent'ous  is  t.  e  (tore  ; 
Enough  for  all,  enough  for  cacht    ' 
Enough  for  evermore  ! 

5  Faithful,  O  L«rd,  thy  mercies  are  1 

A  rock  that  canno>  move  ; 
A  thoufand  .  romiies  declare 
Thy  confrancy  of  love  ! 

€  Throughout    he  univerfe  it  reigns, 
Unalterablv  fure  ; 
And  v  hile  the  truth  of  God  remains, 
This  goodnefs  mult  endure. 

HYMN     CXXXIII. 

1  "O  EJOICE,  the  Lord  is  King  ! 
I\       Your  Lord  and  King  adore  ; 
Mortals  give  thanks  and  ling, 

And  triumph  evermore  : 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice, 
Rejo  ce,  again  I  fay  rejoice  I 

a  Jefus  the  Saviour  reigns, 

The  God  of  truth  ami  love, 
When  he  had  purged  our  ftains 

He  'Ook  his  feat  above; 
Lift  up,  :.c. 


l$0  REJOICING. 

3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail, 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heav'n  ; 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell, 

Are  to  our  Jefus  given  : 
Lift  up,  Sec. 

4  He  fits  at  God's  right-hand, 

Till  all  his  foes  fubmit  j 
And  bow  to  his  command, 

And  fall  beneatu  his  feet : 
Lift  up,  &c. 

5  He  all  his  foe3  fhall  quell, 

Shall  all  our  /ins  deftroy  j 
And  every  bofom  fw  11 

With  pure  feraphic  joy  : 
Lift  up,  &c: 

6  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope, 

Jefus  the  Judge  (hall  come  ; 
And  take  his  fervants  up 

To  their  eternal  home  : 
We  foon  mall  hear  the  archangel's  voice, 
The  trump  of  God  fliall  found  rejoice ! 

H  Y  M  N    CXXXIV. 

*         /^V  Tell  me  no  more 

%^J  Of  this  world's  vain  ftorfr, 

The  time  for  fuch  trifles  with  me  now  is  o'er  ; 
A  countrv  I've  found, 
Where  true  joys  abound, 

To  dwell  I'm  determin'd'in  that  happy  ground. 

2         The  fouls  that  believe, 
In  Paradife  live, 
And  me  in  that  number  will  Jefus  receive; 


REJOICING.  131 

My  foul  don't  delay, 
He  calls  thee  away, 
Rife,  follow  thy  Saviour,  and  blefi  the  glad  day. 

3  No  mortal  doth  know 

What  he  can  beltow,  [go  : 

What  light,  ftrength  and  comfort — go  after  niin 

Lo  onward  I  move, 

To  a  country  ab  ve,  [prove. 

None  guefTes    how   wond'rous   my  journey    will 

4  Great  fpoils  I  mall  win, 
From  death,  hell,  and  (in, 

'Midfl:  outward  afflictions  mall  feel  Chrift  within  : 

And  when  I  m   o  die, 

Receive  me  I'll  cry, 
For  Jefus  hath  lov'd  me,  I  cannot  tell  why. 

5  But  this  I  do  find, 
We  two  are  fo  join'd, 

He'll  not  live  in  glory  and  leave  me  behind  : 

So  tiiis  is  the  race, 

I'm  running  thro'  grace, 
Henceforth,  till  admitted  to  fee  my  Lord's  face. 

6         And  now  I'm  in  care, 

My  neighbours  may  mare  [dare  ?' 

Thefe  blefilngs  ;   to  feek  them  will  none  of  yuu 

In  bondage,  O  why, 

And  death  will  you  lie, 
When  one  here  allures  you  true  grace  is  fo  nHi  ? 

HYMN     CXXXV. 

N.D  muft  this  body  dje, 
This  well-wrought  frame  decav  > 
And  muft  thefe  aclive  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  mould'ring  in  the  clay  ? 


*32  REJOICING. 

2  Corruption,  earth,  and  worms, 

i  bi't  refine  mis  fl 
'Ti  1  thy  triumphant  fpirit  comes 
To  put  it  on  afreft. 

3  God  my  Redeemer  li  es, 

And  ever  from  ;he  f^ies 
Looks  down  ..  v  du€j 

Till  he  fiia.ll  Lid  it  riie. 

4  Ana;  lorious  grace, 

Shall  t'.cfe  vile  bodies  ihine, 
And  ev"ry  (hape,  and  ev'ry  face 
Be  heav'nly  ana  divine. 

5  Thefe  lively  hcres  we  on  c, 

Lord,  to  thy  dying  L 
O  may  we  blcfs  thy  grace  below, 
And  fing  thy  grace  above. 

i       Saviour]  accept  t;  e  praife 

Cftr  eeour  humble  fcngs, 
T:1J  tu^ec  of  nobler  founds  we  raife 
With  our  immortal  tongues. 

H  Y  M  N     CXXXVI. 

i    T  TE  dies,  the  friend  of  finner?  dies  ! 

A  A       Lo  !   Sa.em's  daughters  weep  around, 
A  fclemn  da  the  fk-es ! 

A  fudden  trembling  fhakes  the  ground  ! 
Come,  faints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 

For  him  who  gn  eath  your  load  \ 

He  Hied  a  thoufinddrcii  for  vou, 

A  thoufand  drops  of  richer  bLod. 

!   Here's  --, 

The  Lord  of  glory  die*  for  man  ! 


REJOICING.  ,3- 

Eut  lo  !  what  fudden  jovs  we  fee, 

Jefus,  the  dead,  revives  again  ! 
The  riling  God  foriakes  the  tomb  : 

(In  vain  the  tomb  forbids  1  is  rife) 
C.  ea:bic  bgions  guard  him  home, 

And  ihout  him  welcome  to  the  ikies. 

3  Break  off  your  te*rs,  ye  faints,  and  tell 

Mow  high  our  great  Deliv'rer reigns  ; 
S.ng  how  he  fpoil'd  the  hofts  of  hell, 

And  led  the  monfter  Death  in  chains  : 
Say,  «<  Live  for  ever,  wond'rous  King! 

u  Bern  to  redeem,  and  ftrprig  to  lave!" 
Then  afk  the  monfter—"  where's  thy  fling  ? 

"  And  where's  thy  vict'n,  boaflmg  grave  ?*" 

H  Y  M  N     CXXXVII. 

i   T>LUNG'D  in  a  gu'ph  of  dark  defpair, 
X        We  wretched  finners  lay, 
Without  one  cheering  beam  of  hope, 
Or  fpark  of  glimm'ring  day. 

2  With  pitying  eves  the  Prince  of  Grace 

Beheld  our  helplefs  grief; 
He  faw,  and  (O, 'amazing  love!) 
He  ran  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  mining  feats  above, 

With  joyful  hade  lie  Sed  : 
Enter'd  the  grave  in  mortal  'flefli, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  O!  for  this  love,  let  rocks  and  hills 

Their  lading  fiience  break, 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
The  Saviour's  praifes  fpeak, 


1 54  REJOICING. 

joys, 
ke  all  you   harps  or  gold  ; 
Fu;t  wl  en  you  raife  your  highelt.  notes, 
Kis  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 


HYMN      CXXXVIII. 

i    "ly^TV  God,  the  fpringofall  snyjc 

J-VX    1  lie  life  of  my  delights, 

The  glory  of  my  brighter!  days, 

And  comfort  of  my  nights. 

2  In  darkefl  fhades  if  thou  appear, 

r  dawning  is  begun  ; 

Thou  arr  my  foul's  bright  morning  ftar, 
And  thou  my  riling  l\'n. 

3  The  opening  heav'ns  around  me  fhine 

With  beams  of  facred 
If  Jefus  (hews  his  mercy  mine, 
Andwhifpers  i  am  h  :-. 

4  My  foul  would  leave  this  heayy  clay 

At  that  tranfporting  •  ot    , 
Run  up  w  th  joy  the  (hining  way, 

To  fee  i  e  my  Lord. 

5  Fearlefs  of  hell  a  ttb, 

I'd  break  through  every  i^e  ; 

wings  of  love,  and  ai  ms  of  tatth 
Would  bear  me  couqu'ror  through. 

H  Y  M  N    CXXXIX. 

i   T    ET  ev'ry  t<  goodnefs  fpeak, 

.k  J  Thou  !  .11  ; 

Thy  Arength'ning  up  old  the  weak, 

And  raile  the  pocr  that  fall. 


REJOICING. 

a  When  forrows  bow  the  fpirit  down, 
Our  virtue  lies  diftrefl 
Beneath  the  proud  oppreflTor'S  frown, 
Thou  giv'ft  the  mourner  reft; 

3  Thou  know'ft  the  pains  thy  fervants  feel ; 

Thou  hear'lt  thy  children's  cry, 
And  the:r  bed  wifhes  to  fulfil 
Thy  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

4  Thy  mercy  never  mail  remove 

From  men  of  heart  (incere  j 
Thou  fav'ft  the  fouls  whbfe  humble  love 
Is  join'd  with  holy  fe^r. 

5  My  lips  fhall  dwell  upon  thypra'fe, 

And  fpread  thy  fame  abroad  ! 
Let  all  the  fons  of  Adam  raiie 
The  honours  of  their  God, 

H  Y  M  N     CXL. 

Breathing  after  the  Holy  Spirit. 

i    OOjME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  dove, 
V^>     With  all  thy  uuick'ning  powers,, 
Kindle  a  flame  offacredlove 
In  thefe  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  thele  eartMy  toys; 
Our  fouls,  how  heavily  they  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys  ! 

3  In  vain  we  time  our  formal  iong% 

In  wain  we  drive  to  r:fe; 
Hofannas  languiJh  en  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 
G 


iZS 


136  REJOICING.   ■ 

4  Father,  (hall  we  then  ever  live 

At  this  poor  dying  rate  ? 
Our  love  (o  faint,  io  cold  to  Thee, 
And  thine  to  us  fo  great  ? 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  dove, 

Wit    all  thy  quick'ning  powers; 
Ccme,  fhed  abroad  a  Saviour's  Icvc, 
And  that  mall  kindle  ours. 

II  Y  M  N      CXLL 

1   rT^HE  fpacious  firmament  on  high, 
JL       With  all  the  blue  ethereal  Iky, 
And  fpangled  heav'ns,  (a  mining  frame!) 
Their  great  Original  proclaim. 
Th'   unwearied  fun  from     ay  to  day 
Deth  I  is  Creator's  pow'r  difplay  ; 
.And  publifhes  to  ev'ry  land 
The  work  of  an  almighty  hand. 

a  Soon,  as  the  ev'ning  fhades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wond'rous  tale, 
And  nightly  to  the  lift'nin    earth, 
Repeats  the  (lory  of  her  birth  : 
Wi.ilft  all  the  ffars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 
And  fpread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  What  though  in  folemn  filence  all 
Move  round  the  dark  terreftrial  ball  ; 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  found 
Amid  their  radianf  orbs  be  found  ; 


REJOICING.  13? 

In  reafon's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice, 
For  ever  tinging  as  they  thine, 
"  The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine." 

H  Y  xM  N    CXL1I. 

1  HPHE  voice  of  my  beloved  founds, 

X     While  o'er  the  mountain-tops  he  bounds; 
He  flies  exulting  o'er  the  hills, 
And  all  mv  foul  with  tranfport  fills ; 
Gently  doth  he  chide  my  flay, 
"  Rife  my  love  and  come  away." 

2  The  fcatter'd  clouds  are  fled  at  laft, 
The  rain  is  gone,  the  winter  pad, 
The  lovely  vernal  fiow'rs  appear, 
The  warbling  choir  enchant  our  ear  j 

Now,  with  fweetly  peniive  moan, 
Cooes  the  turtle  dove  alone. 

H  Y  M  N      CXLIII. 

1  "T  7"AIN,  delufive  world,  adieu, 

V       With  all  of  creature-good, 
Only  Jefus  I  purfue, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood ! 
All  thy  p:eafures  I  forego, 

I  trample  on  thy  wealth  and  pride; 
Only  Jefus  will  I  know, 

And  Jefu^  crucify 'd  ! 

2  Other  knowledge  I  difdain, 

'Tis  all  but  vanity  : 
Chrift,  the  Lamb  of  God  was  flain, 
He  tatted  death  for  me ! 
G  2 


*3*  REJOICING. 

Mefo  fave  from  endlefs  woe, 
The  fin-attuning  victim  dy'd  ? 

Only  Jefus  will  I  know  , 
And  Jefus  crucify 'd  ! 

3  Here  v.  ill  I  fet  up  my  reft, 

My  fluctuating  heart 
From  the  haven  of  his  bread 
.   Shall  never  more  depart  : 
Whither  fliould  a  (inner  go  ? 

His  wounds  for  me  (land  open  wide  ; 
Or.lv  Jefus  will  I  know, 

And  Jefus  crucify'd  ! 

4  Kim  to  know  is  life  and  peace, 

And  pleafure  without  end  , 
This  is  all  my  happinefs 

On  jefus  to  depend  ,• 
Daily  in  his  grace  to  g  ow, 

And  ever  in  his  faith  abide  : 
Only  Jefus  will  I  know, 

An  ':  Jefus  crucify'd! 

5  O  that  I  could  all  invite, 

This  faving  rruth  to  prove: 
Shew  the  length,  and  breadth  and  height, 

And  depth  of  Jefu's  Idvel 
Fain  1  would  to  (inners  (how 

1  he  b!ood  by  fail  h  alone  apply 'd  : 
Only  Jefus  will  I  kn  >w, 

And  Jefus  crucify'd ! 

H  Y  M  N    CXLIV. 

3  "\A/TI'^^  i°Y  v  e  lr;r,-:'tarc  the  grace 
VV     Of  our  High  Prieft  above » 
Hif  heart  is  made  of  tendernefs, 
His  bowels  melt  vvitn  levr. 


REJOICING.  I?9 

2  Touch'd  with  fympathy  within. 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame  j 
He  knows  what  fore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  hath  felt  the  fame. 

3  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  flefli, 

Pour'd  out  ftrong  cries  and  tears  j 
And  in  his  meafure  feels  afreih 
What  ev'ry  member  bears. 

4  He'll  never  quench  the  fmoaking  flax, 

But  raifeit  to  aflame  ; 
The  bruifed  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  fco.ns  the  meEneltname. 

5  Then  1-t  our  humble  faith  addrefs 

His  mercy  and  his  pow'r  ; 
We  mall  obtain  del:v'ring  grace 
In  the  diitrefling  hour. 

HYMN    CXLV. 

i    TESUS,  my  All,  to  heav'n  is  gone, 
J    He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon  : 
His  track  I  fee,  and  I'll  purine 
The  narrow  way,  till  him  I  view. 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  lea  s  from  baniftimcnt ; 
The  King's  highway  of  holinefs 

I'll  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  fought, 
And  mourn'd  becaufe  I  found  it  not; 
My  grief  a  burden  long  has  been, 
Becaufe  I  could  not  ceafe  from  fin. 

G  3 


14°  i        REJOICING. 

4  T'e  more  I  drove  againft  its  pow'r 
I  fip.'d,  and  (himbled^but  the  more, 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  fay, 
"  Come  hither,  foul,  I  am  the  way.*' 

5  Lo!  glad  I  come;  and  thou,  bled  Lamb, 
Shalt  rake  me  'o  thee,  whofe  I  am  : 
Nothing  but  fin  I  thee  can  give, 
Nothing  but  love  (hall  I  receive. 

6  Then  will  I  tell  to  Tinners  round 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found  : 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  fay,  "  behold  the  way  to  God." 

HYMN    CXLVI. 

1  TTATHER>  hovv  wide  t,lv  glories  fninc, 
JL       How  high  thy  wonders  rife  ! 
Known  thro'  the  earth  by  thoufand  figns, 

By  thousands  through  the  fkies. 
Thofe  mighty  orbs  proclaim  tliv  povv'r, 
Their  morions  /'peak  thy  (kill; 
And  on  the  wings  of  ev'i  v  hour 
We  read  thy  patience  fl  tl. 

2  Part  of  thy  name  diyinely  (lands 

On  all  thy  Creatures  writ, 
They  (hew  the  labour  of  thy  hands, 

Or  imprefsof  Vv  feet : 
But  when  ue  view  thy  (frange  defi<ui 

To  fave  rebellious  worms, 
Where  vengeance  and  companion  join 

In  their  divined  forms. 

3  Here  *  he  whole  Deity  is  known, 

Nor  dares  a  creature  2UQ\t> 


REJOICING'.  14I 

Which  of  the  glories  brighteft  (hone, 

The  juftice  or  the  grace. 
Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 

Adorn  the  heav'nly  plains, 
Bright  fcraphs  learn  Immanuel's  name, 

And  try  L.eir  choicest  (trains. 

4  O  may  I  bear  fome  humble  part 

In  that  immortal  fong  ! 
Wonder  andjoyfnall  tune  my  heart, 

And  love  command  my  tongue. 
To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 

Who  fweetly  all  agree 
To  fave  a  world  of  finners  loft, 

Eternal  glory  be. 

HYMN     CXLVII. 

1  ]\  yTY  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love, 
1V1     Myevertafting  All, 

I've  none  but  thee  in  heav'n  above, 
Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 

2  What  empty  things  are  all  the  fkies, 

And  this  inferior  clod  ? 
There's  nothing  here  deferves  my  joys, 
There's  nothing  like  my  God. 

3  In  vain  the  bright,  the  burning  fun, 

Scatters  his  feeble  light: 
'Tis  thy  fweet  beams  create  my  noon ; 
If  thou  withdraw,  'tis  night. 

4  And  whilft  upon  my  reftlefs  bed 

.  Amongft  the  fharies  I  roll, 
If  my  Redeemer  mews  his  head, 
'Tis  morning  with  my  foul. 


l*2  REJOICING. 

5  To  thee  we  owe  our  wealth  and  friends, 

And  health,  and  fate  abode  ; 
Thanks  to  thy  name  for  meaner  things, 
But  they  are  not  my  God. 

6  How  vain  a  toy  is  glitt'ring  wealth, 

If  once  compar'd  to  thee  ? 
Or  what's  my  fafety  or  my  health, 
Or  all  my  friends  to  me ! 

7  Were  I  poffeflTor  of  the  earth, 

And  call'd  the  ftars  my  own  ; 
Without  thy  graces,  and  thyfeif, 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 

S  Leathers  ftretch  their  arms  like  feas, 
■  And  graip  in  all  the  fhore, 
Grant  me  the  vifits  of  thy  face, 
And  I  defke  no  more. 

H  Y  M  N    CXLVIII. 


i   /CHILDREN  of  the  heavily  Kin 
v_^  As  we  journey  let  us  fink} 
Sing  our  Saviour's  worthy  praife, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways ! 

2  We  are  travelling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod  ; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  we 
Soon  their  happ'inef:,  (hall  fee. 

3  O  ye  baniih'd  feed  !  be  glad, 
Chrift  oar  advocate  is  m-de  ; 
Us  to  fave  our  flefh  a  flumes, 
Brother  to  our  fouls  becomes.    ' 

4  Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  ftand 
On  the  borders  of  our  land  j 


o> 


PRAISE. 

Jefus  Chrift,  our  Father's  Ton, 
Bids  us  undifmay'd  go  on. 

5  Lord  !   obediently  we'll  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below  ; 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  (till  will  follow  thee! 


'43 


PRAISE. 
HYMN     CXLIX. 

i   /^V  What  fhall  I  do  my  Saviour  to  praife ! 
V^  So  faithful  and  true,  fo  plenteous  in  grace! 
So  ftrong  to  d-_  liver,  fo  good  to  redeem 
The  weakeft  believer  that  hangs  upon  him  ! 

2  How  happy  the  man  whole  heart  is  fet  free, 
The  people  that  can  be  joyful  in  thee  ! 
Their  joy  is  to  walk  in  the  light  of  thy  face, 
And  (till  they  are  talking  of  Jefus's  grace. 

3  Their  daily  delight  fhall  be  in  thy  name, 
They  fhali  as  their  right,  thy  righteoufnefs  claim  : 
Thy  righteoufnefs  wearing,  and  cleans'd  by  thy 

biood, 
Bold  fhall  they  appear  in  the  prefence  of  God. 

4  For  thou  art  'heir  boaft,  their  glory  and  pow'r ; 
And  I  alfo  truft  to  fee  the  glad  "hour, 

My  foul's  new  creation,  a  life  from  the  dead, 
The  day  of  falvation  that  lifts  up  my  head. 

5  For  Jefus  my  Lord  is  now  my  defence; 

I  truft  m  his  word,  none  plucks  me  from  thence ; 
Since  I  have  found  favour,  he  all  things  will  do; 
My  King  and  my  Saviour  fhall  make  me  anew. 


'44  PRAISS. 

6  Yes,  Lord,  I  fhall  fee  the  blifs  of  thine  own, 
Thy  fecret  to  me  (hall  foon  be  made  known  : 
For  fprrow  and  fadhefs  I  Joy  fhall  receive, 
And  mare  in  the  gladnefs  of  all  that  beiieve. 

H  Y  M  N     CL. 

i    J 'IX  praife  my  Maker  while  I've  breath, 
JL  ^  And  when  my  voice  is  loft  in  death, 

Praife  (hall  employ  ray  nobferpow'rsj 
Mydays  of  praife  mall  ne'er  be  pair, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  lair, 
Or  immortality  endures. 

2  Happy  the  man  whofe  hopes  rely 
On  IfraePs  God  ;   he  made  the  fky; 

And  earth,  and  feas,  with  all  their  train? 
His  truth  for  everftands  fecure  ! 
He  faves  th'  opprefl,  he  feeds  the  poor, 

And  none  fhall  find  his  promife  vain. 

3  The  Lord  pours  eye-fight  en  the  blind  ; 
The  Lord  fupports  the  fainting  mind  j 

He  kiuls  t  e  lab'i  ingconlcience  peace, 
He  helps  the  ftranger  in  diftrefs, 
Tiie  widow  and  the  fatherlefs, 

And  grants  the  pris'ner  fweet  releafe. 

4  I'll  praife  him  while  he  lends  me  breath, 
And  when  my  voice  is  loft  in  death, 

Praife  fhall  employ  my  nobler  pow'rs : 
My  days  of  praife  fliall  ne'er  be  pair, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  laft, 

Or  immortality  endures, 


PRAISE.  j4j 

HYMN     CLI. 

i    T>RAISE  ye  the  Lord  ?  'tis  good  to  raife 
JL     Yor.r  hearts  and  vo  ces  in  his  praife  : 
His  nature  and  his  works  invite, 
To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2  He  form'd  the  flars,  thofe  heav'nly  flames; 
He  counts  their  numbers,  calk  their  nan^s  ; 
His  wisdom's  vaft  and  knows  no  bound, 

A  deep,  where  ail  our  thoughts  are  drowfTd  ' 

3  Sing  to  the  Lord,  exalt  him  high 
Who  (breads  his  clouds  around  the  fky ; 
There  he  pepares  the  fruitful  rain, 
Nor  lets  the  drops  defcend  in  vain. 

5  He  makes  the  grafs  the  hills  adorn, 

And  clothes  the  finding  fields  with  corn: 
The  beaks  with  food  his  hani  fupply, 
And  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry. 

5  What  is  the  creature's  fkill  or  force, 
The  fprightly  man,  or  warlike  horie  ? 
The  piercing  wit,  the  aclive  limb, 
All  are  too  mean  delights  for  him. 

6  But  faints  are  lovely  in  his  fight, 
He  views  his  children  with  delight! 
He  fees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear; 
And  looks,  and  loves  his  image  there. 

HYMN     CLII. 

i    TTOW  do  thy  mercies  clofe  me  round  j 
JLJL  For  ever  be  thy  name  ador'd ! 
1  blufli  in  all  things  to  abound  : 
The  fervant  is  above  his  Lord ! 


I45  PRAISE. 

2  Inur'd  to  poverty  and  pain, 

A  (ufPfing  life  inv  roafter  led  ; 
The  Son  of  God,  the  Son  of  Man, 
Ke  had  not  where  to  lay  his  head. 

3  But  lo  !  a  place  he  hath  prepar'd 

For  me,  whom  watchful  angels  keep  ; 
Yea,  he  himfelf  becomes  my  guard  ; 

Hj^fmooths  my  bed,  and  gives  me  fleep. 

5  Jefus  prote'f  s  ;  my  fears  begone  ; 

What  can  the  Rock  of  Ages  move  ? 
Safe  in  thy  arms  I  lay  me  down, 
Thy  everlafting  arms  of  love. 

5  While  thou  art  intimately  nigh 

Who,  who  fhall  violate  my  reft  ? 
Sin,  earth,  and  hell,  I  now  defy  ; 
I  lean  upon  my  Saviour's  breaft. 

6  1  reft  beneath  th'  Almighty's  fhade, 

Mv  griefs  expire,  my  troubles  ceafe  ; 
Thou,  Lord,  on  whom  my  foul  is  ftaid, 
Wilt  keep  me  fti'l  in  perfect  peace. 

7  Me  for  thine  own  thou  lov'ft  to  take, 

In  time  and  in  eternity  : 
Thou  never,  never  wilt "forfake 

A  helplefs  worm  that  trufts  in  thee. 

HYMN     CLIII. 

i   f\  GODofall'gn'-a*. 

V_y  Thy  goodnels  we  praife, 
Thy  Son  thou  haft  given  to  die  in  our  place  : 

With  joy  we  approve 

The  defign  of  thy  love, 
'Tis  a  wonder  on  earth,  and  a  wonder  above. 


PSAISB.  147 

2        Tongue  cannot  explain 

The  love  of  God-Man, 
Which  the  angels  defire  ro  look  into  in  vain  ; 

It  dazzles  o.ir  eyes, 

Thought  cannot  arife, 
To  find  out  the  calife,  why  'he  infinite  dies. 

2         Or  if  pity  incHn'd 

Him  to  die  for  mankind, 
The  ground  ot  h;s  pity  what  feraph  can  find  ? 

He  came  from  above 

Our  curfe  to  remove  [love. 

He  hath  lov'd,  he  hath  lov'd  us,  becaufe  he  would 

4  Love  mov'd  him  to  die, 

And  on  this  we  reiy,  [why  : 

He  hath  lov'd,  he  hath   lov'd  us,  we  cannot  tell 

But  this  we  can  tell, 

Ke  hath  lov'd  us  (o  well 
As  to  lay  down  his  life  to  redeem  us  from  hell. 

5  He  hath  ranfom'd  our  race, 
Ohow  fnall  we  praife, 

Or  worthily  fing   hy  unfpeakable  grace  : 
Nothing  elf°  will  we  know 
In  our  jou  ney  below, 

But  finging  thy  grace,  to  thy  Paradife  go. 

6  Nay,  and  when  we  rem&ve, 
To  the  maniio    s  above, 

Our  heaven  mall  (till  be  ro  fing  of  thy  lovej 

When  time  is  no  more, 

We  (till  (hail  adore 
The  ocean  of  love,  without  bottom  or  more, 


II 


-7         Ere  long  we  mall  fly 
To  the  region  s  on  l  Lghy 

For  Ifrael'e  ftren<  th  ca  not  vary  or  \yc  :- 
He  foon  fhall  appear, 
He  more  than  draws  near, 

Cur  Jefus  is  come,  and  eternity's  here. 

HYMN      CLIV. 

1    "Q  EFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
_0     Ye  nations  bow  with  facred  joy  'r 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone, 
He  can  create,  and  he  deftroy. 

a  Kis  fov'reign  pow'r,  without  our  aid, 
Made  us  of  clay,  and  form'd  us  men  ! 
And  when  like  wand'ring  iheep  we  ftray'd, 
He  brought  us  to  his  told  again. 

3  We'll  croud  thy  gates  with  thankful  fongv 
High  as  the  heav'ns  our  voices  raife  ; 
And-earth  with  her  ten  thoufand  tongues 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  founding  praife. 

Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command  ; 

Vaft  as  eternity  thy  love  ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  mnft  ftand, 

When  rolling  years  {hall  ceale  to  move. 

HYMN    CLV. 

TEE  Lord  of  Sabbath  let  us  praife, 

JL       In  concert  with  the  bleii, 
Who,  joyful  in  harmonious  lays> 
Employ  an  endlete  reft. 


4 


1 


PRAISS.  H9 

2  Thus,  Lord,  while  we  remember  thee, 

We  bleft  and  pious  grow, 
By  hymns  of  praife  we  learn  to  be 
Triumphant  here  below. 

3  On  this  glad  day  a  brighter  fcene 

Of  glory  was  difplay'd 
By  God,  th'  eternal  word,  than  when 
This  univerfe  was  made. 

4  He  rifes,  who  mankind  has  bought 

With  grief  and  pain  extreme  ; 
'Twas  great  to fpeak  the  world  from  nought, 
T'was  greater  to  redeem ! 

H  Y  M  N     CLVI. 

ALVATION  !    O  the  joyful  found, 
What  pleafure  to  our  ears  ! 
A  fov'reign  balm  for  ev'ry  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

CHORUS. 

Glory ,  honour ■,    praife,  and  power, 
Be  unto  the  Lamb  forever; 
Jefus  Chrlfi  is  our   Redeemer 
"Hallelujah  I   praife  the  Lord. 

Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  fpacious  earth  around, 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  (ley 

Confpire  to  raife  the  found.  Glory  &c. 

Salvation!    O  thou  bleeding  Lamb  1 

To  thee  the  praife  belongs  : 
Salvation  fliall  infpire  our  hearts, 

And  dwell  upon  our  tongues.         Glory,  §fr. 


15&  FfcAIII. 

HYMN     CLVII, 

i  T7R0M  all  that  dwell  hclow  the  fkies, 
X^    Let  the  Creators  praife  arife; 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  funs:. 
Thro'  ev'ry  land,  by  ev'ry  tongue. 
Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord, 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  j 
Thy  praife  fhall  found  from  more  to  fhore, 
'Till  funs  fliail  rife  and  fet  no  more. 

2  Your  lofty  themes  ye  mortals  bring, 
In  fongs  of  praife  divinely  fing  ; 
The  great  falvarion  loud  proclaim, 
And  fhout  for  joy  the  Saviour's  name  : 
In  ev'ry  land  begin  the  fong, 
To  ev'ry  land  the  drains  belong  ; 
In  cheerful  founds  all  voices  raife, 
And  fill  the  world  with  loaded  praife. 

HYMN     CLVIII. 

i    (~^  OME  let  us  join  our  cheerful  fongs 
V>  With  angels  round  the  throne, 
Ten  thoufand  thoufand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  dy'd,  they  cry, 

To  be  exalted  thus  ; 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  hearts  reply, 
Tor  he  was  flain  for  us. 

3  Jefus  is  worthy  to  receive, 

Honor  and  pow'r  divine  ; 
And  bleiiings  more  than  we  can  jive 
Be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 


PRAISE.  151 

4  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 
To  Hefs  tbe  facred  name 
Of  him  that  fits  upon  the  thronev 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

HYMN      CLIX. 

1   AS  LORY  be  to  God  on  high, 
VJ  God  whofe  glory  fills  the  iky  ; 
Peace  on  ear*"h  toman  forgiv'n, 
Man  the  well  belov'd  of  heav'n. 

3.  SovVeign  Father,  heav'nly  King, 
Thee  we  now  prefume  to  ting, 
Gla-;  thine  attributes  confefs, 
Glorious  all  and  numberlefs. 

3  Hail,  by  all  thy  works  ador'd  ; 
Hail,  the  everlafting  Lord  ; 

Thee  with  thankful  hearts  we  prove, 
Lord  ofpow'r,  and  God  of  love  ! 

4  Chrift,  our  Lord  and  God  we  own  ; 
Chrift,  the  Father's  only  Son  : 
Lamb  of  God,  for  finnersflain, 
Saviour  of  offending  man. 

5  Bow  thine  ear,  in  mercy  bow, 
Hear,  the  world's  atonement  thou  : 
Jefu,  in  thy  iwrnc  .ve  pray, 

Take,  O  take  our  fins  away. 

$  Pow'rful  advocate  with  God, 
Juftify  us  by.  thy  blood ! 
Bow  thine  ear,  in  mercy  bow, 
Hear,  the  world's  atonement  thou. 


152.  TRAISI. 

.  7  Hear,  for  thou  O  Chriit,  alone, 
With  thy  glorious  Sire  art  one  ; 
One  the  Holy  Ghoft  with  thee, 
One  Supreme,  eternal  Three. 

HYMN     CLX. 

1   TJRAISE  ye  the  Lord,  y*  immortal  choirs, 
JL/    That  fill  the  realms  above  : 
Praife  him  who  fcrm'd  you  of  his  fires, 
And  feeds  you  with  his  love. 

1  Sing  to  his  praife,  ye  cryftal  Ikies, 
The  floor  of  his  abode : 
Or  veil  in  fhades  your  thoufand  eyes, 
Before  your  brighter  God. 

3  Thou  reftlefs  globe  of  golden  light, 

Whofe  beams  create  our  days, 
Join  with  the  filver  queen  of  night, 
To  own  your  borrow'd  rays. 

4  Winds,  ye  (hall  bear  his  name  aloud 

Thro'  the  etheral  blue, 
For  when  his  chariot  is  a  cloud, 
He  makes  his  wheels  of  you. 

5  Thunder  and  hail,  and  firei  and  ftorms, 

The  troops  of  his  command, 
Appear  in  all  your  dreadful  forms, 
And  fpeak  his  awful  hand. 

6  Shout  to  the  Lord  ye  furging  feas, 

In  your  eternal  roar; 
Jlet  wave  to  wave  refound  his  praife, 
And  more  reply  to  more. 


FRAIO?.  JS* 

*j  While  monfters  fportingon  the  flood, 
In  fcaly  filver  fhine, 
Speak  terrible  their  Makerj  God, 
And  lafh  the  foaming  brine. 

8  But  gentler  things  (hall  tunc  his  name 

To  fofter  notes  than  thefe, 
Young  zephyrs  breathing  o'er  the  ftream 
Or  wrafpring  thro'  the  trees. 

9  Wave  your  tali  heads,  ye  lofty  pines, 

To  him  that  bids  you  grow  ; 
Sweet  ciufters  bend  the  fruitful  vines 
Onvev'ry  thankful  bough. 

jo  Let  the  (h rill  birds  his  honours  raife, 
And  climb  the  morning  iky  ; 
While  grov'ling  beads  attempt  his  praiie 
In  hoarfer  harmony. 

ii  Thus  while  the  meaner  creatures  fing, 
Ye  mortals  take  the  found, 
Echo  the  glories  of  your  King 
Thro'  all  the  nations  round.. 

HYMN    CLXL 

i       rT^HE  God  of  Abrsh'm,  praifc, 

JL      Who  reigns  enthroned  above  j 

Ancient  of  cverlafting  days, 
And  God  of  love  ; 
JEHOVAH,   GREAT  I   AM! 
By  earth  *nd  heav'n  confefr.  : 
I  bow  and  blefs  the  facred  name, 
For  ever  bieft. 


*54  PRAISE. 

a       The  God  of  Abr'ham  praife, 
Af  whole  fuprerae  command 
From  earth  I  rife — and  f'eek  the  joyi 
At  his  righf  hand  : 
I  all  on  ear.h  forTake, 
Itswifdom,  fame,  and  pow'r; 
And  him  my  only  portion  mai^e, 
My  fhield  and  towY. 

3  The  God  of  Abr'ham  praTe, 

Who'e  all-fiifficienr  g  ace 
Shall  guide  me  a  1  my  happy  days, 
in  all  my  ways  : 
He  calls  a  worm  his  friend  ! 
He  calls  himfelf  my  God  ! 
And  he  fhull  lave  me  to  the  end, 
Thro'  Jcfu's  blood  ! 

4  He  by  himfelf  hath  fworn, 
1  on  his  oath  depend, 

I  mull  on  eagle's  wings  up-borne, 
To  heav  n  afcend  ! 
I  mail  behold  his  face, 
I  ihnll  his  pow'r  adore, 
And  fingthe  won  iers  of  his  »race 
For  evermore. 


HYMN    CLXII. 


z 


MY  Saviour,  my  almighty  friend, 
W  :en  I  begin  thy  praife  j 
,/Where  wiilthe  growing  numbers  end, 
The  number  of  thy  grace  ? 

Tbou  art  mv  everlaftingtruft, 
Thy  goodnefs  I  adore  ; 


PRAISE.  155 

Send  down  thf  grace,  O  bleflTed  Lord, 
That  I  may  love  thee  more. 

3  My  feet  (hall  travel  all  the  length 

Of  the  celeftial  road  : 
And  march  with  courage  in  thy  ftrength, 
To  fee  the  Lord  my  Go:i. 

4  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  pow'rs, 

With  this  delightful  fong, 
And  entertain  the  darkeft  hours, 
Nor  think  the  feafon  long. 

HYMN     CLXTIL 

THIS,  this  is  the  God  we  adore, 
Gar  faithful,  unchangeable  friend  j 
Whofe  love  is  as  great  as  his  pow'r 

And  neither  knows  meafure  nor  end. 
'Tis  Jefus,  the  firft  and  the  laft, 

Whofe  ipirit  (hail  guide  us  iafe  home  j 
We'll  praife  him  for  all  that  i-  pail, 
And  truft  him  for  all  that's  to  come. 

HYMN      CLX1V. 

1  TT^THENall  the  mercies  of  my  God, 

VV    M\  ruing  foal  furveyp, 
Why,  my  cold  heart,  An  thou  not  loft 
In  wonder,  love,  and  pj-ife  ? 

2  Thy  providence  mv  life  fuftain'd 

And  all  my  wants  redicft, 
While  in  the  ftlent  womb  I  lay, 
And  hung  upon  the  breaft. 
H  a 


J56  PRAISI. 

3  To  all  my  weak  complaints  and  cries, 

Thy  mercv  lent  an  ear, 
Ere  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  learn'd, 
To  form  themfelves  in  piay'r 

4  Unnumber'd  comforts  on  mv  foul 

Thy  tender  care  beftow'd, 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceiv'd 
From  whomthofe  comforts  flow'd. 

5  When  in  the  flipp'ry  paths  of  youth, 

With  heedlei's  fleps  I  ran, 
Thine  arm,  unfeen,  convey'd  me  fafe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

6  Thro'  hidden  dangers,  toils,  »nd  deaths, 

It  gently  clear'd  my  way, 
And  thro'  the  pleafingfnares  of  vice, 
More  to  be  fear'd  than  they. 

7  Thro'  ev'ry  period  of  my  life 

Thy  goDdnefsI'll  periue ; 
And  after  dea'h,  in  diftant  worlds, 
The  pleafmg  theme  renew. 

S  Tho'  all  eternity  to  Thee 
A  greatful  fong  I'll  raife  : 
But  6  !  eternity's  too  fliort 
To  utter  all  thy  praife. 

HYMN    CLXV. 

I  (~\  Thou  God  of  my  falvation, 
V^/  My  Redeemer  from  all  fin, 
Mov'd  to  this  by  great  companion, 
Yearning  bowels  from  within  ; 

I  will  praife  thee, 
Where  mail  I  thy  praife  begin 


fRAISl  1.57 

While  the  angel-choirs  are  crying. 

Glory  to  the  great  I  AM  ! 
I  with  them  would  Mill  be  vying, 

Glorv,  glory  to  the  Lamb  ! 
O  how  precious 

Is  the  found  of  Jefus'  name. 

Now  I  fee  with  joy  and  wonder, 
Whence  the  healing  ftreams  arofe, 

Angel-minds  are  loft  to  ponder 
Dying  love's  mifteriouscaufe; 

Yet  the  bl effing 
Down  to  all,  to  me  it  flows. 

Tho'  nnfeen  I  love  the  Saviour, 

He  almighty  grace  hath  mown; 
Pardon'd  guilt  and  purchas'd  favour  ! 

This  he  makes  to  mortals  known ; 
Give  him  glory, 

Glory,  glory  is  his  own. 

Angels  now  are  hov'ring  round  us, 
Unperceiv'd  they  mix  the  throng, 

Wond'ring  at  the  love  that  crown'd  us, 
Glad  to  join  the  holy  fong  : 

Hallelujah, 
Love  and  praife  to  Chrift  belong. 


HYMN     CLXVI. 

OW  happy  every  child  of  grace, 
Who  knows  his  fins  forgiv'n ! 
This  earth,  he  cries,  is  not  my  place, 
I  feek  my  place  in  heaven  ; 


'H 


X5*  TRUSTiNG    IN     PR.OTIDENCI. 

A  country  far  from  mortal  fight: 

Yet  O  !  by  faith  i  fee 
The  land  of  reft,  the  faints  delight, 

The  heaven  prepared   or  me. 

1  O  what  a  ble.Ted  h  >pe  is  ours  ! 

While  here  o.i  e*r  h  *e  itay, 
We  more  thun  taite  the  heavenly  powers, 

An  J  antedate  that  dav  : 
Wre  feel  the  relurreition  near, 

Our  life  in  Chrilt  conceal'd, 
And  with  his  glorious  prefence  here 

Our  earthern  vefleis  fi  I'd. 

3  O  would  he  more  of  heaven  beftow, 

And  let  the  velfel  break, 
And  let  our  randfom'd  fpirifs  go, 

To  grafp  the  Go.i  -ve  leek  : 
In  rapturous  awe  on  h  m  to  gare, 

Who  bought  the  fight  for  me, 
Anil  (hout  and  wonder  at  hib  grace 

Through  all  eternity. 

TRUSTING  in  FROVIDENCE, 
HYMN      C^XVII. 

PART    THE     FIRST. 

I   fi  OMMIT  thou  all  thy  griefs 
V>   A.id  ways  into  his  hands, 

To  his  (ore  fruit  ^nd  tender  care, 

Who  earth  and  heav'n  commands  ; 

Who  point  the  clouds  their  courfe, 

Whom  win   sand  feas  ooey 
He(h,dl  direct  thy  wan  'ring  feet, 

He  (hall  prepare  thy  way. 


TRUSTING    IN    PROVIDENCI,  *jj 

Thou  on  the  Lord  rely, 

So  i'afe  (halt  thou  go  on  ; 
Fix  on  his  work  thy  (tedfaft  eye, 

So  (halt  thy  work  be  done  : 

No  profit  canft  thou  gain 

By  ielf-confuming  care, 
To  him  commend  thy  caufe,  his  ear 

Attends  the  fofteft  pray'r. 

Thme  everlafting  truth, 

Father,  thy  ceafelefs  love, 
Sees  all  thy  children's  wants,  and  knows 

What  beft  for  each  will  prove  ; 

And  whatfoe'er  thou  will 'ft 

Thou  doft,  O  King  of  kings; 
What  thine  unerring  wifdom  chofe, 

Thy  pow'r  to  being  brings. 

,Thou  ev'ry  where  haft  way, 
'  And  all  thing  ferve  thy  might, 
Thy  ev'ry  ad  pure  blefling  is, 

Thy  path  unfnlly'd  light : 

When  thou  arifeft,    Lord, 

What  mail  thy  work  withftand  ? 
When  all  thy  children  want,  thou  giv'ft, 

Who,  who  fhall  (lay  thine  hand  ? 

HYMN  CLXVIII. 

PART    THE    SECOND. 

GIVE  to  i  he  winds  thy  fears, 
Hope,  and  be  undifmayM, 
God  hears  thy  fi  hs,  and  counts  thy  tears, 
God  fnall  lift  up  thy  head  ; 
Through  waves,  and  clouds,  and  ftorms, 
He  gently  clears  the  way  ; 


l6o  TRUSTING    IN    PROVIDING .  ^ 

Wait  thou  this  time,  fo  fhall  this  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

2       Still  heavy  is  thy  1  eart, 
Still  fink  thy  fpirits  down ; 

Caft  oif  the  weight,  let  fear  depart, 

And  every  care  begone, 

What  tho'  thou  ruleft  not, 

Yet  heav'n,  and  earth,  and  hell, 
Proclaim  God  fitreth  on  the  throne, 

And  ruleth  all  things  well. 

3*     Leave  to  his  fov'reign  fway 
To  choofe  and  to  command, 
So  fhalt  thouwond'ring  own  his  way, 
How  wife,  how  iirong  his  hand  ! 
Far,  far  above  thy  thought 
His  counfel  fhall  appear, 
When  fully  lie  the  work  hath  wrought, 
That  caus'd  thy  needlefs  fear. 

4     Thou  feeft  our  weaknefs  Lord, 
Our  hearts  are  known  to  thee; 
O  lift  then  upt;:e  linking  hand, 
Confirm  the  feeble  knee  : 
Let  us  in  life,  in  death, 
Thy  fledfaft  truth  declare, 
And  publifli,  with  our  later!  breath. 
Thy  love  and  guardian  care. 

HYMN     CLXIX. 

1   C^  °D  °f  my  life»  wnore  gracious  pow'r, 
VT  Thro'  various  deaths  my  foul  hath  led. 
Or  turn'd  afide  the  fatal  hour, 
Qr  lifted  up  my  Jinking  head! 


TRUSTING    IN    PROVIDENCE.  iSl 

9  In  all  my  ways  thy  hand  I  own, 
Thy  ml  ins;  providence  I  fee; 
Ail? ft  me  ftill  my  courfe  to  run, 
And  ftill  diredt  my  paths  to  th«e. 

3  Whither,  O  whither  mould  I  fly? 

But  to  my  loving  Saviour's  breaft ; 
Secure  within  thine  arms  to  lie, 

And  fafe  beneath  thy  wings  to  reft  ? 

4  I  have  no  (kill  the  fnare  to  fhun, 

But  thou,  O  Chrift  !  my  wifdom  art ; 
I  ever  into  ruin  run  ; 

But  thou  art  greater  than  my  heart. 

5  Foolifh,  and  impoteat,  and  blind, 

Lead  me  a  way  I  have  not  known  ; 
Bring  me  where  I  my  heav'n  may  find, 
The  heav'n  of  loving  thee  alone. 

6  Enlarge  my  heart  to  make  thee  room  ; 

Enrer,  and  in  me  ever  ftay  ; 
The  crooked  then  malt  ftraigiit  become  ? 
The  darknefs  mail  be  loft  in  day ! 

HYMN    CLXX. 

TEHOVAH-JIREH,    u    e.       The    Lord    imll 
provide,  Gen.  xxii.  14. 


HO'  troubles  aflail,  and  danger's  affright, 

Tho'  friends  mould  all  fail,  and  foes  all 


T 

unite;  •'•'•.     -j 

Yet  one  thing  fecures  us,  whatever  betide, 
The  promife  allures  us,  The  Lord  will  provide, 


I$2  TRUSTING    In    PROVIDENCE. 

2  The  birds  without  barn  and  ftorehoufe  ar*  fed  ; 
From  them  let  us  learn  to  tru(t  for  our  bread  : 
His  faints  what  is  fitting  (hall  ne'er  be  denv'd, 
So  long  as  it's  written,  The  Lord  will  provide. 

3  We  all  may,  like  fhips,  by  tempers  bf  toft, 
On  perilous  deeps,  but  need  no'  be  loft  ; 
Tho'  Satan  enrages  the  wind  and  th^  tjn,., 
Yet  fcripture  engages,  The  Lord  will  provide. 

4  His  call  we  obey,  like  Abrah'm  of  old  ; 

We  know  not  the  way,brit  Fait':  nial-.es  ui  bold  ; 
For  tho'  we  are  ftrangers,  we  have  a  fure  guide 
And  truft  in  all  dangers,  The  Lord  will  provide. 

5  When  Satan  appears  to  flop  up  onr  path, 
And  fi'ls  us  with  iears,  we  triumph  by  faitb  : 
He  cannot  take  from  us,  (ho'  oft  i  e  has  fry'd) 
The   heart  cheering  promife,  1  he  Lord 'will 

provide. 

6  He  tells  us  we're  weak,  our  hope  is  in  vain, 
The  good  that  we  feek,  we  ne'er  fhail  obtain  ; 
But  when  fuch  fuggeftions  our  graces  have  try'd 
This  anfwers  all  queftioas,    The    Lord    will 

provide. 

7  No  ftrength  of  our  own,  nor  goodnefs  we  claim, 
Our  truft  is  all  thrown  on  Jefus's  name  ; 

In   his  our  ftrong  tower  for  fafety  we  hide  ; 
The  Lord  is  our  power,  The  Lord  will  provide. 
i  When  life  finks  apace,  and  death  is  in  view, 
The  word  of  his  grace  mall  comfort  us  through  ; 
T-ot  fearing  nor  doubting,  with  Chnft  on  our 

fide, 
We  hope  to  die  fliouting,  The  Lord  will  provide. 


TRUSTING    IN    PROVIDENCE.  1*3 

H  Y  M  N     CLXXI, 

i   HpHE  Lord  my  pafture  fhall  prepare, 
1     And  feed  me  with  a  fhepherd's  care ; 
His  prefence  mall  my  wants  fupply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye  : 
My  noon-day  walks  he  fhall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnibht  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  fultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirrly  mountain  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads 
My  weary,  wand'ring  fie  s  he  leads, 
Wi  ere  peaceful  rivers,  foft  and  flow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landfkip  flow. 

3  Tho'  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  honors  o.e  fpread, 
My  fledfat  heart  fhall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  flill ; 
Thy  friendly  crook  ihall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  fhadc. 

4  Tho1  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious  lonely  wilds  1  (tray, 
Thy  bounty  fhall  my  pain    beguile  ; 
The  barren  vvildernefs  fhall  fmile 

With  fitdden  greens  and  herbage  crown'd, 
And  ftreams  fhall  murmur  all  around. 

H  Y  M  N     CLXXII. 

i    /"^  OD  moves  in  a  mvfterious  way, 
V>  His  wonders  to  perform  ; 
He  p'ants  his  footfteps  in  the  fea, 
And  rides  upon  the  ftorm. 


*<$4  trusting  in  FroviDZNcs. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 
Of  never-failing  fldl), 
He  treafures  up  his  bright  defigns, 
And  works  his  fov'rcign  will. 

2  Ye  fearful  faints,  frefh  courage  take, 
The  clouds  ye  fo  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  mall  break 
In  bleflings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  fenfe,     x 

Burt  truft  him  for  his  grace  j 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  fmiling  face. 

5  His  purpofes  will  ripen  faft, 

Unfolding  every  hour ; 
.  The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  tafle, 
But  fweet  will  be  the  flowV. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  fure  to  err, 

And  fcan  his  work  in  vain  : 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

HYMN    CXIV. 

i     A  WAY,  my  unbelieving  f?ar, 

JT\.  Fear  (hall  in  me  no  more  have  place  ; 
My  Saviour  doth  not  yet  appear, 

He  hides  the  brightn?fs  of  his  face  : 
But  mall  I  therefore  let  him  go, 

And  bafely  to  the  tempter  yield  ? 
No,  in  the  ftrength  of  Jems,  no, 

I  never  will  give  up  my  Ihield. 

3  Although  the  vine  its  fruit  deny, 
Although  tJie  olive.yield  no  oil, 


TRUSTING    IN    FRO/IDSN'CE. 

The  with 'ring  fig-tree  droop  and  die, 
The  fields  elude  the  tiller's  toil, 

The   empty  flail  no  herd  afford, 
And  perifn  all  the  bleating  race, 

Yet  will  I  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
The  God  of  my  faivation  praife. 

3  Barren  although  my  foul  remain, 

And  no  one  bud  of  grace  appear, 
,  No  fruit  of  all  my  toil  and  pain, 

But  fin  and  only  fin  is  here ; 
Although  my  gifts  and  comforts  loft. 

My  blooming  hopes  cut  off  I  fee, 
Yet  will  I  in  my  Saviour  trull, 

And  glory  that  he  dy'd  for  me. 

4  In  hope  believing  againft  hope, 

Jefus,  my  Lord,  my  God,  I  claim, 
Jefus  my  ftrength,  fhall  lift  me  up, 

Salvation  is  in  Jefu's  name  : 
To  me  he  focn  fhall  bring  it  nigh, 

My  foul  fhall  then  out-ftrip  the  wind, 
On  wings  of  love  mount  up  on  high, 

And  leave  the  world  and  fin  behind. 

HYMN     CLXXIV. 

i   QT1LL,  for  thy  loving  kindnefs,  Lord, 
k3     I  in  thy  temple  wait, 
I  look  to  find  thee  in  a  word, 
Or  at  thy  table  meet. 

2.  Here  in  thine  own  appointed  ways 
I  wait  to  learn  thy  will  : 
Silent  I  fland  before  thy  face. 
And  hear  thee  fay,  "  Be  ftill!" 


166  TRUSTING    IN    PROVIDENCE. 

3  "  Be  ftill,   and  know  that  I  am  God!" 

Tis  all  I  live  to  know  \ 
To  feel  the  virtue  of  thy  blood, 
And  fpread'its  praTe  below  ! 

4  I  wait  my  vigour  to  renew, 

Thine  image  to  retrieve  : 
Tl  e  veil  of  outward  things  pafs  through, 
And  gafp  in  thee  to  live. 

5  I  work;  and  own  the  labour  vain  j 

And  thus  from  works  I  cea'e  : 
I  nrive  and  lee  my  fruitlefs  pain, 
Till  God  create  my  peace. 

i  Fruitlefs,  till  thou  thy felf  impart, 
Mull  all  my  efforts  prove  : 
They  cannot  change  a  finful  heart, 
They  cannot  porchafe  love. 
7  I  do  the  thing  thy  ?aws  enjoin, 
And  t  en  the  ftrife  give  o'er ; 
To  thee  I  then  the  whole  refign, 
And  truft  in  means  no  more. 
2  I  truft  in  him  who  (fends  between 
The  Father's  wrath  and  me  ; 
Jeiu,  thou  great  eternal  mean, 
I  look  for  all  from  thee. 

HYMN     CLXXV, 

PART    THE    FIRST. 

I    COLDIERS  of  Chrift.  arife, 
O     and  put  your  armour  on, 
Strong  in  the  Rrerigth  which  God  fupplics, 
Ihrough  his  eternal  fon: 
Strong  in  the  Lord  of  hofrs, 
And  in  his  mighty  pow'r, 


TRUSTING    IN    PROVIDENCE.  167 

Who  in  the  ftrength  of  Jerus  trufts, 
Is  more  than  conqueror. 

S'.and  then  in  his  great  might, 
With  all  his  ftrength  endu'd, 
But  take,  to  arm  you  for  the  fight, 
The  panoply  of  God  : 
Thar  having  all  things  done, 
And  all  your  conflicts  parr, 
Ye  may  o'ercome  thro'  C'.rift  alone, 
And  ftand  entire  at  lafl. 

Stand  then  againfl  your  foes, 
In  clofc  and  firm  array, 
Legions  of  wily  fiends  oppofe 
Throughout  the  evil  day  ; 
*  But  meet  the  fons  of  night, 
But  mock  their  vain  defign, 
Arm'd  in  the  arms  of  heavenly  light, 
Of  righteoufnefs  divine. 

Leave  no  unguarded  place, 
No  weaknefs  of  the  fcul ; 
Take  ev'ry  virtue,  ev'ry  grace, 
And  fortify  the  whole  ; 
IndifTolubly  join'd, 
To  battle  all  proceed  ; 
But  arm  yourfelves  with  all  the  mind 
That  was  in  Chrift  your  head. 

HYMN    CLXXVI. 

PART    THE    SECOND. 

BUT  above  all,  lay  hold 
On  faith's  victorious  fhield, 
Arm'd  with  that  adamant  and  gold, 
You're  fure  to  win  the  field  \ 


l68  TRUSTIMG    IN    PROVIDENCE. 

If  faith  furround  your  heart, 
Satan  fliall  be  fubdu'd, 
Repell'd  his  ev'ry  fiery  dart, 

And  quench'd  with  Jem's  blood. 

»      Jefi-.s  hath  dy'd*  for  you  ! 

What  ca«  Iiis  love  withftand  ? 
Believe  !  hold  faft  your  fhield,  and  who 

Shall  plflck  you  from  his  hand  ? 
Believe  that  Jefus  reigns, 
All  pow'r  to  him  is  giv'n  : 
Believe,  till  freed  from  fin's  remains, 
Believe  yourfelves  to  heav'n  !- 

j       To  keep  your  armour  bright, 
Attend  with  confeant  care  ; 
Still  walking  in  your  Captain's  fight, 
And  watching  unto  pray'r. 
Ready  for  all  alarms, 
Stead faftlyfet  your  face, 
And  always  exercife  your  arm^, 
And  ufc  your  ev'ry  grace. 

Prav,  without  ceafing  pray, 
(Your  Captain  gives  the  word) 
His  fummong  cheerfully  obey, 
And  call  upon  the  Lord  : 
To  God  your  ev'ry  want 
In  inftant  pray'r' difplay;      / 
Pray,  always  pray,  and  never  faint  ; 
Pray,  without  ceafing  pray. 


TRUSTING    IN  PROVIDENCJ.  169 

HYMN    CLXXVII. 

Seek  ye  the  kingdom  of  God,  and  mII  thefe  things 
Jhall  be  added.     Luxe  xii.  31. 

1  T>EACE,  troubled  foul,  thou  need'ft  not  fear, 
A       Thy  great  provider  itili  is  near ; 

Who  fed  thee  laft,  will  feed  thee  ftill, 
Be  calm  and  fink  into  his  will. 

2  The  Lord  who  built  the  earth  and  &y, 
In  mercy  froops  to  hear  thy  cry 

His  promife  all  may  freely  claim, 
"  Afk  and  receive  in  Jem's  name." 

3  His  Mores  are  open  all  and  free, 
To  fuch  as  truly  upright  be  j 
Water  and  bread  he'll  give  for  food 
With  all  things  elfe  which  he  fees  good, 

4  Your  facred  hairs  which  are  fo  Imall, 
By  God  himfelf  are  number'd  all : 
This  truth  he's  publiftYd  all  abroad, 
That  men  may  learn  to  truft  the  Lord. 

5  The  ravens  daily  he  doth  feed, 

And  fends  them  food  as  they  have  need, 
Altho'  they  nothing  have  in  (tore, 
Yet  as  they  lack  he  gives  them  more. 

6  Then  do  not  feek  with  anxious  care, 
What  ye  fhajl  eat,  or  drink,  or  wear  : 
Your  heav'nly  Father  will  vou  feed, 
He  knows  that  all  thefe  things  you  need. 

7  Without  referve,  give  Chrift  your  heart ; 
Let  him  his  righteoufnefs  impart  ; 
Then  all  things  elfe  he'll  freelv  give, 
With  him  you  all  things  mall  receive, 


17©  SUFF1RINC. 

S  Thus  mall  th*  foul  be  truly  bleft, 
That  feeks  in  God  his  only  reft  ; 
May  I  that  happy  perfon  be, 
In  time,  and  in  eternity ! 


SUFFERING. 

HYMN    CLXXVIII. 

COME  on,  mv  partners  in  diftr^fs, 
My  comrades  through  the  wildemefs, 
Who  (till  your  bodies  feel ; 
Awhile  forget  your  griefs  and  fean, 
And  look  behi'nd  r   is  vale  of  tears 
To  that  celefiial  hill. 

BeyorH  the  bounds  of  time  and  fpace 
Look  forward  !o  that  heav'nly  place, 

The  faint's  fecure  abode  : 
On  faith's  ftrong  eagle-pinions  rife, 
And  force  your  palfage  to  the  fkies, 

And  fcale  the  mount  of  God. 

Who  fuffer  with  our  Matter  here, 
We  (hull  before  his  face*  i-ppear, 

And  by  his  fide  fie  down  : 
To  patient  faith  the  prize  is  fur«  j 
And  all  that  to  the  end  endure 

The  crofs,  (hall  wear  the  crown. 

Thrice  bleffrd  blifs,  infpiring  hope  ; 
It  lifts  the  fainting  fpii  its  up, 

It  brings  to  ife  the  dead  ! 
Oar  conflicts  here  fhall  foon  be  pad, 
And  you  a,d  I  afcend  at  lafr, 

Triumphant  with  our  head. 


SUFFERING,  I7r 

j  That  great  myflerious  Deity 

We  foon  with  open  face  fliall  fee ; 

The  beatific  fight 
Shall  fill  the  heav'nly  courts  with  praife, 
And  wide  diffufe  the  golden  blaze 
Oi"  everlafting  light. 

6  The  Father  fhining  on  his  throne, 
The  glorious  co-eternal  Son, 

The  fpirit,  one  and  fev'n, 
Confpire  our  rapture  to  complete  j 
And  lo  !  we  fall  before  his  feet, 

And  filence  heightens  heav'n. 

7  In  hope  of  that  extatic  paufe, 
Jefu,  we  now  fuftain  thy  crofs, 

And  at  thy  footftool  fall, 
Till  thou  our  hidden  life  reveal 
Till  thou  our  ravifh'd  fpirits  fill 

And  God  is  all  in  all. 

J  H  Y  M  N     CLXXIX. 

:    AND  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 
And  let  it  faint  or  die, 
My  foul  fhall  quit  the  mournful  vale, 

And  foar  to  worlds  on  high  ; 
Shall  join  the  difembody'd  faints, 

And  find  its  long  fought  reft, 
That  only  blifs  for  which  it  pants 
In  the  Redeemer's  bread. 

In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown 

I  now  the  crofs  fuftain, 
And  gladly  wander  up  and  down 

And  fmile  at  toil  and  pain, 
I 


1"J2  SUFFERING. 

I  fuffer  on  my  threefcore  years 

'Till  my  deliv'rer  come, 
And  wipe  away  his  fervant's  tears. 

And  take  his  exile  home. 

3  O  what  has  Jefus  bought  for  me  I 

Before  my  ravifh'd  eyes, 
Rivers  of  life  divine  I  fee, 

And  trees  of  Paradife  ! 
I  fee  a  world  of  fpirits  bright, 

Who  tafte  the  pfeafufes  there  ! 
They  all  are  rob'd  in  fpotlefs  white, 

And  conqu'ring  palms  they  bear, 

4  O  what  are  all  my  fufP  rings  here, 

If,  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet 
With  that  enraptured  hoft  t'  appear, 

And  worfhip  at  thy  feet. 
Give  joy  or  grief,  give  eafe  or  pain, 

Take  life  or  fr.ends  away  ; 
But  let  me  find  them  all  again 

In  that  eternal  day. 

HYMN     CLXXX. 

i   T  TAPPY  foul,  thv  days  are  ended  j 
XX  All  thy  mourning  days  below  ; 
Go  by  angel-guards  attended, 
To  the  fight  of  Jefus  go. 

2  Waiting  to  receive  thy  Spirit, 

Lo  !  ihe  Saviour  ftands  above, 
Shews  the  purchafe  of  his  merit, 
Reaches  out  the  crown  of  love. 


SUFFERING.  173 


3  Struggle  through  thy  lateftpaflion, 

To  thy  dear  Redeemer's  breaft, 
To  his  uttermoft  falvation, 
To  his  ever'afting  reft: 

4  For  the  joy  he  fets  before  thee, 

Bear  a  momentary  pain, 
Die,  to  live  a  life  of  glory, 
Suffer,  with  thy  Loi-d  to  reign. 

HYMN     CLXXXI. 

i   TTEAD  of  the  church  triumphant, 
li  We  joyfully  adore  thee, 

Till  thou  appear, 

Thy  members  here 
Shall  fing  like  thofe  in  glory. 
We  lift  our  hearts  and  voices, 
With  bleft  anticipation ; 
.  And  cry  aloud, 

And  give  to  God 
The  praife  of  our  falvation. 

2  While  in  affliction's  furnace, 

And  palling  through   the  fire, 
Thy  love  we  praife, 
Which  knows  no  days, 

And  ever  brings  us  nigher ; 

We  clap  our  hands  exulting 

In  thine  almighty  favour; 
The  love  divine, 
Which  made  us  thine, 

Shall  keep  us  thine  for  ever. 


I  74  FUNERAL. 

3  Thou  doft  condu£t  thy  people 
Through  torrents  of  temptation 
Nor  will  we  tear, 
While  thou  art  near, 
The  fire  of  tribulation: 
The     odd,  with  fin  and  Satan, 
In  vain  our  marc    o\  pofij»s  ; 
By  thee  we  fhallj 
Break  through  ihem  all, 
And  fmg  the  fong  of  Mofes. 

A  By  fair1  we  fee  the  glory 
To  which  thou  fhalt  reftore  us, 
Tl  e  crofs  defpife 
For  that  high  prize 
Which  thou  haft  fet  before  us  : 
And  if  thou  count  us  worthy, 
We  eac]  ,  as  dying  Stephen, 
Shall  fee  L-iee  ftand 
Al  God's  right  hand, 
To  take  us  up  *o  heav  'n. 


FUNERAL. 
HYMN     CLXXXII. 

A  H  lovely  aprearance  of  death, 
"^  What  fight  upon  earth  is  fo  fair  ? 
Not  all  the  gay  pageants  that  breathe, 

Can  with  a  dead  body  compare  : 
With  folemn  delight  I  furvey 

The  corpfe,  when  the  Spirit  is  fled, 
In  love  with  the  beautiful  clay, 

And  longing  to  lie  in  its  fiead. 


FUNERAL. 

i  How  bleft  is  our  brother,  bereft 

Of  all  that  could  burden  his  mind  ; 
How  eafy  the  (bul  that  has  left 

This  wearifome  body  behind ! 
Of  evil  incapable  thou, 

Whofe  relics  with  envy  I  fee, 
No  longer  ;n  mifery  now, 

No  longer  a  finner  like  me. 

3  This  earth  is  affected  no  more 

With  ficknels,  or  fhaken  with  pain, 
The  war  in  the  members  is  o'er, 

And  never  (hall  vex  him  agun  : 
No  anger  henceforward,  or  ihame, 

Shall  redden  this  innocent  clay ; 
Extinct  is  the  animal  flame, 

And  paffion  is  vanifh'd  away. 

4  This  languifning  head  is  at  reft, 

Its  thinking  and  aching  are  o'er ; 
This  quiet  immoveable  bread 

Is  heav'd  by  affliction  no  mor«  : 
This  heart  is  no  longer  the  feat 

Of  trouble  and  torturing  pain  ; 
It  ceafes  to  flutter  and  beat, 

It  never  mail  flutter  again. 

5  The  lids  he  fo  feldom  could  clofe, 

By  forrow  forbidden  to  fteep, 
Seal'd  up  in  eternal  reprole, 

Have  ftrangely  forgotten  to  weep  : 
The  fountains  can  yield  no   fupplies  ; 

Thefe  hollows  from  water  are  free ; 
The  tears  are  all  wip'd  from  thefe  eyes. 

And  evil  they  never  fliall  fee. 


175 


176  FUNERAL. 

6  To  mourn  and  to  fuffer  is  mine, 

While  bound  in  a  prifon  I  breathe, 
And  (till  for  deliverance  pine, 

And  prefs  to  the  ilnies  of  death  : 
What  now  with  my  tears  I  bedew", 

O  might  I  this  moment  become  ! 
My  fpirit  created  anew, 

My  flem  be  coniign'd  to  the  tomb  ! 

HYMN    CLXXXIII. 

EJOICE  for  a  brother  deceas'd, 
Our  lofs  is  his  infinite  gain  j 
A  foul  out  of  prifon  releas'd 

And  freed  from  its  bodily  chain  ; 
With  fongs  let  us  follow  his  flight, 

And  mount  with  his  fpirit  above, 
Efcap'd  to  the  manfions  of  light, 
And  lodg'd  in  the  Eden  of  love. 

2  Our  brother  the  haven  hath  gain'd, 

Out-Hying  the  tempefl  and  wind  ; 
His  reft  he  hath  fooner  obtain'd, 

And  left  his  companions  behind  ; 
Still  tofs'd  on  a  fea  of  diftrefs, 

Hard  toiling  to  make  the  blcft  more, 
Where  all  is  aflurance  and  peace, 

And  forrow  and  fin  are  no  more. 

3  There  all  the  (hip's  company  meet, 

Who  fail'd  with  the  Saviour  beneath, 

With  (hooting  each  other  they  greet, 
And  triumph  o'er  trouble  and  death  : 

The  voyage  of  life's  at  an  end, 
The  mortal  affliction  is  part, 

The  age,  thai  in  heav'n  they  fpend, 
for  ever  and  ever  (hall  Lift. 


FUNBRAL.  177 

HYMN    CLXXXIV. 

1  'HPIS  finifh'd,  'tis  done! 

X       The  fpirit  is  fled, 
The  pris'ner  is  gone, 
The  chi  iflian  is  dead  : 
The    hriftian  is  living 

Through  Jefus's  love, 
And  gladly  receiving 
A  kingdom  above. 

2  All  honour  and  praife 

Are  Jefus's  due  ; 
Supported  by  grace, 

Ke  fought  his  way  through, 
Triumphantly  glorious, 

Thro'  Jefus's  zeal, 
And  more  than  victorious, 

O'er  fin,  death,  and  hell. 

3  Then  let  us  record 

The  conquering  name, 
Our  Capiain  and  Lord 

With  fhoutings  proclaim  : 
Who  trufl  in  .his  paffion, 

And  follow  our  Head, 
To  certain  falvarion 

We  all  mall  be  led. 

{    O  Jefus,  lead  on 

Thy  militant  care, 
And  give  us  the  crown 

Of  righteonfnefs  there  ; 
Where  dazzled  with  glory, 

The  feraphim  gaze, 
Or  proftrate  adore  thee 

In  filence  of  praife. 


Ijl  FUNERAL. 

5     Come,  Lord,  and  difplay 

The  fign  in  the  fky, 
And  bear  us  away 

To  (he  manfion  on  high  : 
The  kingdom  be  given, 

The  purchafe  divine, 
And  crown  us  in  heaven, 

Eternally  thine. 

HYMN      CLXXXV. 

i  TT  OS  ANN  AH  to  Jefus  on  high  ! 
jLJL  Another  has  enter'd  his  reft, 
Another  is  'lcap'd  to  the  fky 

And  lodg'd  in  Immanuels  breaft ; 
The  foul  of  our  fitter  is  gone 

To  heighten  the  triumph  above, 
Exalfed  to  Jefus's  throne, 

And  clafp'd  in  the  arms  of  his  love, 

2  What  fulnefs  of  rapture  is  there, 

Whiie  Jefus  his  glory  difplays, 
And  purples  the  heavenly  air, 

And  fcatters  the  odours  of  grace  > 
He  looks — and  his  fervants  in  light 

The  bleffing  ineffable  meet; 
He  fmiles — and  they  faint  at  his  fight, 

And  tall  overwhelmed  at  his  feet. 

3  How  happy  the  angels  that  fall, 

Tranfported  at  Jefus's  name  ; 
The  faints  whom  he  fooneft  fiiall  call 
To  fnare  in  the  feafl:  of  the  Lamb ! 


FUNERAL. 

No  longer  imprifon'd  in  clay, 

Who  next  from  his  dungeon  (hall  fly, 

Who  fir  ft  (hall  be  fummon'd  away — 
My  merciful  God — Is  it  I  ? 

O  J efus,  if  this  be  thy  will, 

That  fuddenly  I  (hould  depart, 
Thy  counfel  of  mercy  reveal 

And  whifper  tie  call  to  my  heart : 
O  give  me  a  fignal  to  know, 

If  foon  thou  wouldft  have  me  remove, 
And  leave  the  dull  body  below, 

And  fly  to  the  regions  of  love 

HYMN     CLXXXVI. 


i   TLTAPPY  who  in  Jefus  live, 
■*-  A     But  happier  (till  are  they 
Who  to  God  their  fpirits  give, 
,    And  '(cape  from  earth  away  ? 
Lord,  thou  read'ft  the  panting  heart, 
Lord,  thou  hear'ft  the  praying  figh  j 
O  'tis  better  to  depart, 
'Tis  better  far  to  die. 

2  Yet  if  fo  thy  will  ordain 

For  our  companion's  good, 
Let  us  in  the  flefh  remain, 

And  meekly  bear  the  load. 
When  we  have  our  grief  fill'd  up, 

When  we  all  our  works  have  done, 
Late  partakers  of  our  hope, 

And  fharers  of  thv  throne. 


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1S0      For  Persons  joined  in  Fellowship. 

3  To  thy  wife  and  gracious  will 

We  quietly  fubmit, 
Waiting  tor  redemption  ftill, 

But  waiting  at  thy  feet  ; 
When  thou  wilt  the  bleiTing  give, 

Call  us  up  thy  face  to  fee, 
Only  let  thy  fervants  live, 

And  let  us  die  to  thee. 


•■•(••<®0<S><3xS»">- 

For  PERSONS  joined    in    FELLOWSHIP. 
HYMN       CLXXXVII. 

i       POME  away  to  the  fkies, 

*^     My  beiored  arifc, 
And  rejoice  in  the  day  thou  waft  born ; 

On  t.iis  fcftival  day 

Come  exulting  awav, 
And  with  finging  to  Sion  return. 

2  We  have  laid  up  our  love 
And  treafure  above, 

Tho'  our  bodies  continue  belovr  ? 

The  redeem'd  of  the  Lord, 

We  remember  his  word, 
And  with  finging  to  Paradife  go. 

3  With  finging  we  praife 
The  original  grace, 

By  our  heavenly  Father  beftow'd  ; 

Our  being  receive 

From  his  bounty,  and  live 
To  the  honcur  and  glorv  of  God 


For  Persons  joined  in  Fellowship.        iti 

4.      For  thy  glory  we  are 

Created  to  fhare 
Both  the  nature  and  kingdom  divine  ; 

Created  again, 

That  our  fouls  may  remain 
In  time  and  eternity  thine. 

5  With  thanks  we  approve 
The  defign  of  thy  love, 

Which  hath  join'd  us  in  Jefus's  name  -} 

So  united  in  heart, 

That  we  never  can  parfr, 
Till  we  meet  at  the  feaft  of  the  Lamb. 

6  There,  there  at  his  feet, 
We  fhall  fuddenly  meet, 

And  be  parted  in  body  no  more  ! 

We  fhall  fing  to  our  lyres, 

With  the  heav'nly  choirs, 
And  our  Saviour  in  glory  adore. 

7  Hallelujah  we  fing, 

To  our  Father  and  King, 
And  his  rapturous  praifes  repeat, 

To  the  Lamb  that  was  (lain, 
<  Hallelujah  again, 
Sing  all  heav'n,  and  fall  at  his  feet ! 

S  In  affurance  of  hope, 

We  to  Jefus  look  up, 
Till  his  banner's  unfurl'd  in  the  air  ; 

From  our  graves  ^e  fhall  fee, 

And  cry  out,  "It  is  he," 
And  fly  up  to  acknowledge  him  there. 


itz       For  ?*R*oks  joined  in  FiLLOWSHir. 
HYMN     CLXXXVIII. 

1  /^OME,  let  us  anew 
\^y  Our  journey  purfue, 
With  vigour  arife, 

And  prefs  to  our  permanent  place  in  the  fkies : 

Of  heavenly  bin]), 

Tho'  wand'ring  on  earth, 

This  is  not  our  place, 
But  ftrangers  and  pilgrims  ourfelves  we  conlefs. 

2  At  Jefus's  call, 

We  give  up  our  All ; 

And  ftill  we  forego, 
For  Jefus's  fake,  our  enjoyment  below  : 

No  longing  we  find 

For  the  country  behind  ; 

But  onward  we  move, 
And  ftill  we  are  feeking  a  country  above. 

3  A  country  of  joy 
Without  any  alloy, 
We  thither  repair, 

Our  heart  and  our  treafure  already  are  there. 

We  march  hand  in  hand 

To  Immanuel's  land  ; 

No  matter  what  cheer 
We  meet  with  on  earth,  for  eternity's  near! 

4.  The  rougher  our  way, 

The  fhorter  our  (lay  ; 
The  tempefts  that  rife 
Shall  glorioufly  hurry  our  fouls  to  the  (kies : 
The  fiercer  the  blaft, 
The  fooner  'tis  paft  ; 
The  troubles  that  come, 
Shall  come  to  our  refcur,  and  haften  us  home. 


For  Persons  joined  in  Fellowship.     i%. 
H  Y  M  N     CLXXXIX. 


QOME,  let  us  afcend, 


My  companion  and  friend, 
To  a  tafte  of  the  banquet  above  ! 

If  thy  heart  be  as  mine, 

If  for  Jefus  it  pine, 
Come  up  in  the  chariot  of  love. 

Who  in  jefus  confide, 

We  are  bold  to  outride 
The  florin  of  affliction  beneath  ! 

Wiih  the  prophet  we  foar 

To  the  heavenly  more, 
And  out-fly  all  the  arrows  of  death. 

By  faith  we  are  come 

To  our  permanent  home  : 
By  hope  we  the  rapture  improve  j 

By  love  we  Mill   rife, 

And  look  down  on  the  fkies 
For  the  heaven  of  heavens  is  love. 

Who  on  earth  can  conceive 

How  happy  we  live 
In  the  palace  of  God,  the  great  Kin"  > 

What  a  concert  of  praife, 

When  our  Jefus's  grace 
The  whole  heavenly  company  finer? 

What  a  rapturous  fong, 

When  the  glorify'd  throng 
In  the  fpirit  of  harmony  join  * 

join  ail  the  glad  choirs-, 

Hearts,  voices,  and  lyres, 
And  the  burden  is  mercy  divine. 

K 


i84-      F°r  Persons  joined  in  Fillowship, 

6  Hallelujah  they  cry 
To  the  King  of  the  flcy, 

To  the  great  everlafting  I  AM; 

To  the  Lamb  that  was  {lain, 

And  liveth  again, 
Hallelujah  to  God  and  the  Lamb, 

7  The  Lamb  on  the  throne, 

Lo !  he  dwells  with  his  own, 
And  to  rivers  of  pleafure  he  leads : 

With  his  mercy's  full  blaze, 

With  the  fight  of  his  face, 
Our  beatify'd  f'pirits  he  feeds. 

1  Our  foreheads  proclaim 
His  ineffable  name  : 

Our  bodies  his  glory  difplay  : 

A  day  without  night 

We  feaft  in  his  fight, 
And  eternity  feems  as  a  day !  N 

HYMN    CXC. 

i    TESU,  great  Shepherd  of  the  fheep, 
^1      To  thee  for  help  we  fly  : 
Thy  little  flock  in  fafety  keep  ! 
For  O  the  wolf  is  nigh  ! 

2  He  comes,  of  hellifh  malice  full, 

To  fcatter,  tear,  and  flay  : 
He  feizes  ev'ry  ftraggling  foul, 
As  his  Own  lawful  prey. 

3  Us  into  thy  'protection  fake, 

And  gather  with  thy  arm  ! 

Unlefs  the  fold  we  fhft  forfake, 

The  wolf  can  never  harm. 


For  Persons  joined  in  Fellowship.       185 

4  We  laugh  to  fcorn  his  cruel  pow'r, 

While  by  our  fhepherd's  fide  : 
The  fheep  he  never  can  devour, 
Unlefs  he  fair,  divide. 

5  O  do  not  fuffer  him  to  part 

The  fouls  that  here  agree ! 
But  make  us  of  one  mind  and  heart, 
And  keep  us  one  in  thee  ! 

4  Together  let  us  fweetly  live ! 
Together  let  us  die  ! 
And  each  a  Marry  crown  receive , 
And  reign  above  the  fky. 


H  Y  M  N     CXCL 

1  HPRY  us,  O  God,  and  fearch  the  ground 

JL     Ofev'ry  finful  heart; 
Whate'er  of  fin  in  us  is  found, 
O  bid  it  all  depart  ! 

2  When  to  the  right  or  left  we  ftray, 

Leave  us  not  comfort lefs  ; 
But  guide  our  feet  into  the  way 
Of  e veil aftiri g  peace . 

3  Help  us  to  help  each  other,  Lord, 

Each  other's  crofs  to  bear  : 

Let  each  his  friendly  aid  afford, 

And  feel  his  brother's  care. 

4  Kelp  ns  to  build  each  other  up, 

Our  little  frock  improve  ; 
lncrs?Sc  our  faith,  confirm  our  hope, 
And  perfect  us  in  love. 


1 86       For  Persons  joined  in  Fellow sh;p 

5  Up  into  thee,  our  living  Read  ! 

Let  us  in  all  things  grow, 
Till  thou  haft  made  us  free  indeed, 
And  fpotlefs  here  below. 

6  Then,  when  the  mighty  work  is  wrought, 

Receive  thy  ready  bride; 
Give  us  in  heav'n  a  happy  lot 
With  all  the  fanaify'd. 

HYMN     CXCII. 

i  r~pHOU  God  of  truth  and  love, 

JL     We  feck  thy  perfect  way, 

Ready  thy  choice  t'  approve, 

Thy  providence  t'  obey  ; 
Enter  into  thy  wife  defign, 
And  fweetly  lofe  our  will  in  thine. 

2  Why  haft  thou  caft  our  lot 

In  the  fame  age  and  place? 
And  why  together  brought 

To  fee  each  other's  face  ; 
To  join  with  fofteft.  fympathy, 
And  mix  our  friendly  fouls  in  thee  r 

3  Didfl  thou  not  make  us  one, 

That  we  might  one  remain, 
Together  travel  on, 

And  bear  each  other's  pain, 
Till  all  thy  utmoft  goodnefs  prove, 
And  rife  renewed  in  perfect  love. 

4  Surely  thou  didft  unite 

Our  kindred  fpirits  here, 
That  all  hereafter  might 
Before  thy  throne  appear ; 


/.?•  Persons  joined  in  Fellowship.        1S7 

Meet  at  the  marriage  of  the  Lamb, 
And  all  thy  glorious  love  proclaim. 

Then  let  us  ever  bear 

The  blelfed  end  in  view, 
And  join  with  mutual  care, 

To  fight  our  paiLige  through  ; 
And  kindly  help  each  other  en, 
Till  all  receive  the  ftarry  crown. 

O  may  thy  Spirit  feal 

Our  fouls  unto  that  day  ! 
With  all  thy  fulnefs  fill, 

And  then  tranfport  away  1 
Away  to  our  eternal  reft, 
Away  to  our  Redeemer's  breaft! 

HYMN     CXCIII. 

FATHER  of  our  dying  Lord, 
Remember  us  ,or  good, 
O  fulfil  his  fairhful  word, 

And  hear  his  fpeaking  blood ! 
Give  us  that  for  which  he  prays ; 

Father,  glorify  thy  Son  ; 
Shew  his  truth,  and  povv'r,  and  grace, 
And  fend  the  promife  down. 

True  and  faithful  Witnefs,  thou, 

O  Chrift,  the  Spirit  give! 
Haft  thou  not  receiv'd  him  now, 

That  we  might  not  receive  ? 
Art  thou  not  our  living  Head  ? 

Life  to  all  thy  limbs  impart : 
Shed  thy  love,  thy  Spirit  ihed, 

In  ev'ry  waiting  heart. 


iS8       For  Persons  joined  in  Fellowship 

3  Holy  Ghoft,  the  Comforter, 

The  gift  of  Jelus,  come: 
Glows  oar  heart  to  find  thee  near, 

And  fwells  to  make  thee  room  ; 
Prefent  with  us  thee  we  feel, 

Come,  O  come,  and  in  us  be ! 
With  us,  in  us,  live  and  dwell 

To  all  eternity. 

HYMN     CXCIV. 

i    TESU,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee, 
,  J      Let  us  in  thy  name  agree  ; 
Shew  thyfelf  the  Prince  of  Peace  : 
Bid  our  jars  for  ever  ceafe. 

2  By  thy  reconciling  Love, 
Ev'ry  fhimbling-block  remove : 
Each  to  each  unite,  endear, 
Come  and  fpread  thy  banner  here ! 

3  Make  us  of  one  heart  and  mind, 
Courteous,  pitiful,  and  kind  ; 
Lowly,  meek  in  thought  and  word, 
Altogether  like  our  Lord. 

4  Let  us  each  for  other  care, 
Each  the  other's  burden  bear; 
To  thy  church  the  pattern  give, 
Shew  how  true  believers  live. 

5  Free  from  anger  and  from  pride, 
Let  us  thus  in  God  abide  ; 

All  the  depths  of  love  exprefs, 
AH  the  h.ghts  of  holinefs  ! 


For  Persons  joined  in  Fellowship.      1S9 

£  Let  11s  then  with  joy  remove 
To  the  family  above  : 
On  the  wings  of  angels  fly  ; 
Shcv  how  true  believers  die. 

H  Y  M  N    CXCV. 

1  TESU,  united  by  thy  grace, 

And  each  to  each  endear'd, 
With  confidence  we  feek  thy  face, 
And  know  our  pray'r  is  heard. 

2  Still  let  us  own  our  common  Lord, 

And  bear  thine  eafy  yoke, 
A  band  of  love,  a  three-fold  cord, 
Which  never  can  be  broke. 

3  Make  us  into  one  fpirit  drink  ; 

Baptize  into  thy  name  ; 
And  let  us  always  kindly  think, 
And  fweetly  (peak  the  fame. 

4  Touch 'd  by  the  loadftone  of  thy  love, 

Let  all  our  hearts  agree  ; 
And  ever  tow'rda  each  other  move. 
And  ever  move  tow'rds  thee. 

5  To  thee  infeparably  joln'd, 

Let  all  our  fpirits  cleave  ; 

O  may  we  all  the  loving  mind 

That  was  in  thee  receive  I 

6  This  is  the  bond  of  perfeclnefs, 

Thy  fpotlefs  charity  ; 
O  let  us  (till,  we  pray  ,  pofiTes, 
The  mind  that  was  in  thee  t 


*9°      /V  Persons  joined  in  Fillowship. 

7  Grant  this    and  then  from  all  below 
In  ten  ably  remove  ; 
Our  fouls  their  change  fhall  fcarcely  know 
Made  perfect  firft  in  love.  ' 

S  With  eafe  our  fouls  thro'  death  fhall  glide. 
Into  their  pa-radife  j  ° 

And  thence  on  wings  of  angels  ride 

Triumphant  through  the  ikies, 

9  Yet  when  the  fuller?  joy  is  Hv'n 

he  fame  delight  we  prove, 

In  earth,  in  paradife,  in  heav'n 

Our  All  in  All  is  love.  ' 

HYMN    CXCVI, 

PART    THE    FIRST. 

1   /^0ME».  a»d  let  us  fweetly  join, 
V_y     Chrifr  to  praife  in  hymns  divine  ! 
Give  we  all,  with  one  accord, 
Glory  to  our  common  Lord  ; 
Hands,  and  hearts,  and  voices  raife  : 
Sing  as  in  the  ancient  days  ; 
Antedate  the  joys  above, 
Celebrate  the  feaft  of  love. 

2  Strive  we,  in  affection  drive  : 
Let  the  purer  flame  revive  ; 
Such  as  in  the  martyrs  glow'd, 
I>virrg  champions  for  their  God  : 
"We  like  them  may  live  and  love  ? 
Cali'd  we  are  their  joys  to  prove  ; 
Sav'd  with  them  from  future  wrath  ; 
Partners  of  like  precious  faith. 


For  Persons  joined  in  Fellowship.      191 

3  Sing  we  then  in  Jefu's  name, 
Now  as  yefterday  the  fame ; 
One  in  every  time  and  place, 
Full  for  all  of  truth  and  grace  : 
We  for  Chrift  our  mafter  ftand, 
Lights  in  a  benighted  land  ; 
We  our  dying  Lord  cunfefs  ; 
We  are  Jefu's  witneffss. 

.4  WitneTes  that  Chrift  hath  dy'd  ; 
We  with  him  are  crucify'd  : 
Chrift  hath  burft  the  bands  of  death  : 
Wc  h  s  quicknfng  fpirit  brea'he  j      » 
Chrift  is  now  gone  up  on  high  ; 
1 1  'ther  all  our  wifhes  fly  : 
SiTs  a.    jod's  right-hand  above; 
There  with  him  we  reign  in  love. 

HYMN      CXCVII. 

PART    THE    SECOND. 

i   pOME,  thou  high  and  lofty  Lord: 
V_^   Lo^dy,   meek,  incarnate  word  ; 
Humbly  fiocp  to  ear'h  again  j 
Come  ana  vifit  ibject  man  ! 
Jefu,   dear  expected  gueft, 
Thou  air  bidden  to  the  feaft : 
For  thyfelf/oiir  hearts  prepare! 
Come  and  fit  and  banquet  there  ! 

i  Jem,  we  thy  promife  claim  : 
We  are  met  n  thy  great  name  ; 
In  the  mid  ft  do  thou  appear, 
Manifeft  rhy  prefence  here ! 


K  z 


192    For  Persons    joined  in    Fellowship. 

San6tify  us,  Lord,  andblefs! 
Breathe  thy  Spirit,  give  thy  peace: 
Thou  thyfelf  within  us  move  ; 
Make  our  feaft  a  feafl:  of  iove. 

3  Let  the  fruits  of  grace  abound  ; 

Let  in  us  thy  bowels  found  ; 

Faith,  and  love,  and  joy  increafe, 

Temperance  and  gentlenefs ; 
,     Plant  in  us  thy  humble  mind, 

Patient,  pityful  and  kind  : 

Meek  and  lowly  let  us  be, 

Full  of  goodnefs,   full  of  thee. 

+  Make  us  all  in  thee  complete  : 
Make  us  all  for  glory  meet ; 
Meet  t'   appear  before  thy  fight, 
Partners  with  the  faints  in  light : 
Call,    O  call  us  each  by  name  ! 
To  the  marriage  of  the  Lamb  : 
Let  us  lean  upon  thy  breaft  ! 
Love  be  there  our  ehdlefs  feaft ! 

HYMN     CXCVI1I. 

1  /""^OME  let  us  ufe  the  grace  divine, 
V^   And  all  with  one  accord, 

In  a  perpetual  cov'nant  join 
Ourfelves  to  Chriit-the  Lord  : 

2  Give  up  ourfelves  through  Jefu's  powV, 

His  name  to  glorify, 
And  promife  in  this  facred  hour, 
For  God  to  live  and  die. 

3  The  cov'nant  we  this  moment  make 

Be  ever  kept  in  mind  : 


For  Persons  joined  In  Fellowship.       19$ 

We  will   no  more  our  God  fjorfake, 
Or  caft  his  words  behind. 

4  We  never  will  throw  off  his  fear, 

Who  hears  our  folemn  vow, 
And  if  thou  art  well  pleas'd  to  hear, 
Come  down  and  meet  us  now. 

5  Thee  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghofr, 

Let  all  our  hearts  receive  ! 
Prefent  with  the  celeftial  hoft, 
The  peaceful  anfwer  give  ! 

6  To  each  the  cov'nunt-blood  apply, 

Which  takes  our  fins  away  ; 
And  regiftcr  our  names  on  high, 
And  keep  us  to  that  day. 

HYMN     CXCIX. 

On  admitting  «New   Member. 

1    T>  ROTHER  in  Chrift,  and  well-belov'd, 
JD  To  Jefus  and  his  fervants  dear, 
Enter,   and  fhew  thyfelf  approv'd  ; 
Enter,  and  find  that  God  is  here, 

1  'Scap'd  from  the  world,   redeem'd  from  fin, 
By  fiends  purfu'd,    by  men  abhorr'd, 
Come  in,   poor  fugitive  come  in, 
And  fhare  the  portion  of  thy  Lord. 

3  Welcome  from  earth  ! — lo,  the  right  hand    . 
Of  fellowfhip  to  thee  we  give  !  ' 
With  op^n  arms  and  hearts  we  (land, 
And  thee  in  Jefu's  name  recede. 


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J94     F°r  Persons  joined  in  Fellowship. 

4  Sav,   is  *hy  heart  refolv'd  as  ours  ? 

Then  let  it  burn  with  facred  love  ; 
Then  lei  it  uA\e  the  heav'nly  pow'rs, 
Partaker  of  t'e  joys  above. 

5  Jefu  attend,   thyfelf  reveal ! 

Are  we  not  met  in  thy  great  name  ? 
Thee  in  the  mid'ft  we  wait  to  feel, 

We   wait  to  catch  the  fpreading  flame. 

6  Thou  God,  that  anfwereft  by  fire, 

The  ipirit  of  burning  now  impart, 
And  let  flames  of  pure  defire 
Rife  from  the  altar  of  our  heart. 

7  Truly  our  fellowfhip  below 

With  thee  and  with  the  Father  is  : 
In  thee  eternal  life  we  know, 
And  heavn's  unutterable  blifs . 

j  In  part  we  only  know  thee  here, 

But  wait  thy  coming  from  above — 
And  I  (hall  then  behold  thee  near, 
And  I  (hall  all  be  loft  in  love. 

H    Y    M    N      CC. 

On  wfiting  a  Friend. 

EACE  be  on  this  houfe  beftow'd, 
Peace  on  all  that  here  refide  : 
Let  the  unknown  peace  of  God 

With  the  man  of  peace  abide  ! 
Let  the  Spirit  now  come  down; 

Let  the  bleffing  now  take  place: 
Son  of  peace,  receive  thy  crown, 
Fulnefs  of  the  gofpel -grace. 


For  Persons  joined  in  Fellowship.      195 

Chrift,  my  Matter  and  my  Lord, 

Let  me  thy  forerunner  be ; 
O  be  mindful  of  thy  word, 

Vifit  them,  and  vifit  me  ! 
To  this  houfe  and  all  within 

Now  let  thy  falvation  come ! 
Save  our  fouls  from  inbred  fin  : 

Make  us  thy  eternal  home ! 

Let  us  never,  never  reft, 

Till  the  promife  is  fulfill'd  j 
Till  we  are  of  thee  pofTeft, 

Pardon'd,  fanftify'd,  and  feal'd  ! 
Till  we  all,  in  love  renew'd, 

Find  the  pearl  that  Adam  loft, 
Temples  of  the  living  God, 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft ! 

HYMN     CCI. 

PARTING. 

LEST  be  the  dear,  uniting  love, 
_J  That  will  not  let  us  part ! 
Our  bodies  may  far  off  remove, 
We  (till  arc  one  in  heart. 

Join'd  in  one  fpirit  to  our  Head, 

Where  he  appoints,  we  go  ; 
And  ftill  in  Jem's  footfteps  tread, 

And  mew  his  praife  below. 

O  may  we  ever  walk  in  him, 

And  nothing  know  befide, 
Nothing  defire,  nothing  efteem, 

But  jefus  crucify  M  ! 


196       For  Persons  joined  in  Fellowship 

4  Cloff  r  and  clofer  let  us  cleave 

To  his  belov'd  embrace  ; 
m  Expect,  his  f  jlnefs  to  receive, 
And  grace  to  anfwer  grace. 

5  Partakers  of  the  Saviour's  grace, 

The  Tame  in  minj  and  heart, 
Nor  joy,  ftor  grief,  nor  time,  nor  place, 
Nor  life,  nor  death  can  part. 

6  But  let  us  haften   to  the  day 

Which,  (hall  our  flefli  reftore  ; 
When  death  (hall  all  be  done  away, 
And  bodies  part  no  more  ! 

HYMN     CCIT. 

1     TESUS,  accept  the  praife 
J    That  10  thy  name  belongs, 
Matter  of  all  our  praife^ 

Subject  of  ail  our  fongs  ; 
Through  thee  we  now  together  came, 
And  part  exulting  in  thy  name. 

1  In  flefh  we  part  awhile, 
But  (till  in  fpirit  join'd, 
T'  embrace  the  happy  toil, 

Thou  haft:  to  each  afiign'd  : 
And,  while  we  do  thy  bleflfed  will, 
We  bear  our  heav'n  about  us  Mill, 

3  O  let  us  thus  go  on 

In  all  thy  pleafant  ways, 
And,  arm'd  witli  patience,  run 
With  joy  th'  appointed  race  ! 
Keep  us,  and  every  feeking  foul 
Till  all  attain  the  heavenly  gcal. 


For  Persons  joined  In  Fellowship      197 

There  we  fhall  mee^  again, 

When  ail  our  toils  aie  o'er, 
And  death,  and  grief,  and  pain, 

And  parting  are  no  nioie. 
We  fhall  with  all  our  brethren  rife, 
And  grafp  ti.ee  in  the  flaming  (lues. 

O  happy,  happy  day, 

That  calls  thy  exiles  home! 
The  heav'ns  fhall  pals  awayN; 

The  earth  receive  its  doom  : 
Earth  We  fhall  view  and  heav'n  deftroy'd, 
And  fhout  ab  Ait  the  fiery  void  ! 

Then  let  as  wait  the  found 

That  fhall  our  fouls  releafe, 
And  labour  to  be  found 

Of  him  in  fpotlefs  peace  ; 
In  perfect  holinefs  renew'd, 
Adorn  'd  with  Chiift,  and  meet  for  God  ! 


HYMN      CCIII. 

Waiting  for  the  Spirit   of  Adoption. 

1  A   LL  glory  to  the  dying  Lamb, 
Jl\.     And  never-ceafing  praife, 
While  angels  live  to  know  thy  name, 

Or  men  to  feel  thy  grace. 

2  With  this  cold  ftony  heart  of  mine, 

Jefus,  to  thee  I  flee  ! 
And  to  thy  grace  my  foul  refign, 
To  be  renew'd  by  Thee. 


19*  BIRTH-DAY. 

3  Give  me  to  hide  my  blufhing  face, 

While  thy  dear  crofs  appears  ; 
Diffblve  my  heart  in  thankfulnefs, 
And  melt  my  eyes  to  tears. 

4  O  may  the  uncorrupted  feed 

Abide  and  reign  within  ; 
And  thy  life-giving  word  forbid 
My  new-born  foul  to  fin. 

5  Father,  I  wait  before  thy  throne; 

Call  me  a  child  of  thine ! 

Send  down  the  fpirit  of  thy  Son 

To  form  my  heart  divine. 

6  There  filed  thy  promised  love  abroad, 

And  make  my  comfort  ftrong ; 
Then  fhall  I  fay,  "  My  Father,  God!" 
With  an  unwav'ring  tongue- 


BIRTH-DAY. 

HYMN      CCIV. 

i       (^  OD  of  my  life,  to  thee 

VJT     My  cheerful  foul  I  raifc ; 
Thy  goodnefs  bade  me  be, 
And  mil  prolongs  my  days  : 
I  fee  my  natal  hour  return, 
And  blefs  the  day  that  I  wai  born. 


BIRTH-DAT.  I9f 


A  clod  of  living  earth, 

I  glorify  thy  name, 
From  whom  alone  my  birth 

And  all  my  bleffings  came  : 
Creating  and  preferving  grace 
Let  all  that  is  within  me  praife. 

Long  as  I  live  beneath, 
To  thee,  O  let  me  live  j 
To  thee  my  every  breath 

In  thanks  and  praifes  give  ! 
Whatever  I  have,  whate'er  I  am, 
Shall  magnify  my  Maker's  name, 

My  foul  and  all  its  pow'rs, 
Thine,  wholly  thine  fhall  be  j 
All,  all  my  happy  hours 
I  confecrate  to  thee  : 
Me  to  thine  image  now  reftore, 
And  I  fhall  praiie  thee  evermore. 

I  wait  thy  will  to  do, 
As  Angels  do  in  heav'n ; 
In  Chrift  a  creature  new, 

Eternally  forgiv'n ; 
I  wait  thy  perfect  will  to  prove, 
And  fandtify'd  by  finlefs  love. 

Then  when  the  work  is  done, 
The  work  of  faith  with  pow'r, 
Receive  thy  favonr'd  fon 

In  death's  triumphant  hour; 
Like  Mofes  to  thylelf  convey, 
And  kifs  my  raptur'd  foul  away, 


■200  BIRTH-DAY. 


II  Y  M  N     CCVI. 


A  WAY  with  our  fears, 

The  glad  morning  appears, 
When  an  heir  of  falvation  was  born  \ 
From  Jehovah  I  came, 
For  his  glory  I  am, 
And  to  him  I  with  iinging  return. 

Thee,  Jefus  alone, 
The  fountain  I  own 
Of  my  life  and  felicity  here  : 
And  cheerfully  fing 
My  Redeemer  and  King, 
Till  his  figns  in  the  heav'ns  appear. 

With  thanks  I  rejoice 
In  thy  fatherly  choice 
Of  my  ftate  and  condition  below  : 
If  cf  parents  I  came 
Who  honour' i  thy  name, 
'Twas  thy  wifdom  appointed  it  fo. 

I  fing  of  thy  gra<  e, 
From  my  earlieft  days, 
Ever  near  to  allure  and  defend  ; 
Hitherto  thou  haft  been 
My  preferyer  from  fin, 
And  I  truft  thou  wilt  fave  to  the  end. 

O  the  infinite  cares 

And  temptations  and  fnares 
Thy  hand  hath  conducted  me  through  ! 

O  the  bleflings  beftow'd 

By  a  bountiful  God, 
And  the  mercies  eternally  newl 


BIRTH-DAY.  201 

6  What  a  mercy  is  this, 
What  a  heaven  of  blifs, 

How  unfpeakably  happy  am  1 1 

Gather'd  into  the  fold, 

With  thy  people  enroll'd, 
With  thy  people  to  live  and  to  die  ! 

7  O  the  goodnefs  of  God 
In  employing  a  clod 

His  tribute  of  glory  to  raife  ! 

His  ftandard  to  bear, 

And  with  triumph  declare 
His  unfoeakable  riches  of  grace  ! 

3       O  the  fathomlefs  love, 

That  has  deign'd  to  approve, 
And  profper  the  work  of  my  hands! 
With  my  paftoral  crook 
I  went  over  the  brook, 
And,  behold !  I  am  fpread  into  bands  ! 

9       Who,  I  afk  in  amaze, 
Hath  begotten  me  thefe ! 
And  enquire  from  what  quarter  they  came  I 
My  full  hea  t  it  replies, 
They  are  born  from  the  fkies, 
And  give  glory  to  God  and  ihe  Lamb. 

io     Ail  honour  and  praife 
To  the  Father  of  grace, 
To  the  Spirit,  and  Son  I  return ! 
The  bufinefs  purfue 
He  hath  made  me  to  do, 
And  rejoice  that  I  ever  was  born. 

ii     In  a  rapture  of  :oy 
My  life  I  employ, 
The  God  of  my  life  to  proclaim  : 


202  BACKSLIDER. 

'Tis  worth  living  for  this, 
To  adminilrer  biifs 
And  falvation  in  Jefus's  name. 

i  2     My  remnant  ofdays 

I  fpend  in  his  praife, 
Who  died  the  whole  world  to  redeem  : 

Be  they  many  or  few, 

My  days  are  his  due, 
They  all  are  devoted  to  him  ! 


BACKSLIDER 
HYMN     CCVI. 

PART     THE    FIRST. 

HOW  happy  are  they 
Who  the  Saviour  obey, 
And  have  laid  up  their  trcafure  above  1 
Tongue  cannot  exprefs 
The  fweet  comfort  and  peace 
Of  a  foul  in  its  carlieft  love. 

That  comfort  was  mine, 

When  the  favour  divine 
I  fir  ft  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb  ; 

When  my  heart  it  believ'd. 

What  a  joy  I  receiv'd, 
What  a  heaven  in  Jefuo's  name  ! 

'Twas  an  heaven  below 

My  Saviour  to  know  ; 
The  angels  could  do  nothing  more 

Than  fall  at  his  feet, 

And  the  ftory  repeat, 
And  the  lover  of  finners  adore. 


BACKSLIDER.  20' 

4  Jefus  all  the  day  long 
Was  my  joy  and  my  long  ; 

O  thai    all  his  falvation  might  fee ! 

He  hath  lov'd  me,  I  cried, 

He  !  atii  fuffer'd,  and  died, 
To  redeem  fuch  a  rebel  as  me. 

5  On  the  wings  of  his  love 

T  1 

I  was  carry 'd  above 
All  fin  and  temptation,  and  pain  ; 

I  could  not  believe 

That  I  ever  mould  grieve, 
That  I  ever  (ho  u  Id  fa  iter  again. 

f       I  rode  on  the  iky, 
Freely  juflify'd  i! 
Nor  envy'd  Elijah  his  feat : 
My  foul  mounted  higher 
In  a  chariot  of  fire, 
And  the  moon  it  was  under  my  feet. 

7       Oh  !    the  rapturous  height 

Ofihat  holy  delight, 
Which  I  felt  in  the  life-giving  blood  ! 

Of  my  Saviour  polTeit 

I  was  perfectly  bleft, 
As  if  iill'd  with  the  goodnefs  of  God. 

HYMN     CCVir. 

PART  THE    SECOND. 

«-■ 

I  A  IT,  where  am  I  now  ! 

1  **  When  was  it,    or  how 
That  I  fell  from  my  heaven  of  grace  ? 

I  am  brought  into  thrall, 

I  am  frript  of  my  All, 
I  am  banimM  from  jefus's  face, 


504  BACKSLIDER.      - 

a      Hardly  yet  do  I  know 

How  1  let  my  Lord  go, 
So  inferably  ftarting  afide  : 

When  the  tempter  came  in 

With  his  own  fubtle  fin, 
And  infeHed  my  fpirit  with  pride. 

3  But  I  felt  it  too  foon, 
That  my  Saviour  was  gone, 

Swiftly  vanifhing  out  of  my  fight  ; 

My  triumph  and  boaft 

On  a  fudden  were  loft, 
And  my  day  it  was  turn'd  into  night. 

4  Only  pride  could  deftroy 
That  innocent  joy, 

And  ma  ^e  my  Redeemer  depart ; 

But  whatever  was  thccaute, 

I  lament  (he  fadlofs, 
For  the  veil  is  come  over  of  my  heart. 

5  Ah  !  wretch  that  I  am  f 
■    I  can  only  exclaim, 

Like  a  devil  tormented  within : 

My  Saviour  is  gone, 

And  has  left  me  alone 
To  the  fury  of  Satan  and  fin. 

$       Nothing  now  can  relieve, 
Wit  I  tout  comfort  I  grieve, 

I  have  loft  all  my  peace  and  my  pow'r  j 
No  accefs  do  I  find 
To  the  friend  of  mankind  ; 

I  can  afk  for  his  mercy  no  m»re. 

7       Tongue  cannot  declare 
Tile  rorment  I  bear, 
(While  no  end  of  my  troubles  I  fee) 


BACKSLIDER.  2C- 

Only  Adam  could  tell 
On  the  day  that  he  fell 
And  was  turn'd  out  of  Eden,  like  nae. 

S       Driven  out  from  my  God, 
I  wander  abroad, 
Thro'  a  defart  of  torrows  I  rove  j 
And  how  great  is  my  pain, 
That  I  cannot  regain 
My  Eden  of  Jefus's  love  I 

9       I  never  (hall  rife 

To  my  firft  paradife, 
Or  come  my  redeemer  to  fee  : 

But  I  feel  a  faint  hope 

That  at  lad  he  will  Hoop, 
And  his  pity  (hall  bring  him  to  me. 

HYMN      CCVIII. 

1   TJOW  fhall  a  loft  (inner  in  pain, 

Recover  his  forfeited  peace  ? 

When  brought  into  bondage  again, 

What  hope  of  a  fecond  reieafe  ? 
Will  mercy  itfelf  be  lb  kind 

To  fpare  fuch  a  rebel  as  me  ? 
AndO'l  c^n  I  poffibly  find 

Such  plenteous  redemption  in  thee  ! 

2  Ojcfus,  of  thee  I  require, 

If  Mill  thou  art  able  to  fave, 
The  brand  to  pluck  out  of  the  fire, 

And  ranfom  my  foul  from  the  grave  J 
The  help  of  thy  Spirit  reflore, 

And  (hew  me  the  life-giving  blood, 
And  pardon  a  (inner  once  more, 

And  bring  me  again  unto  God. 


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206  BACKSLIDER. 

3  O  Jefus  in  pity  draw  near, 

Come  quickly  to  help  a  loft  foul, 
To  comfort  a  mourner  appear, 

And  make  a  poor  Lazarus  whole : 

The  balm  of  thy  mercy  apply, 

(Thou  feed  the  fore  anguifh  I  feel) 

Save,  Lord,  or  I  perifh,  I  die, 
O  fave,  or  I  fink,  into  hell ! 

4  I  fink,  if  thou  longer  delay 

Thy  pardoning  mercy  to  Chew, 
Come  quickly,  and  kindly  difplay 

The  pow'r  of  thy  patTion  below. 
By  all  thou  haft  done  for  my  fake, 

One  drop  of  thy  blood  I  implore  : 
Now,  now  let  it  touch  me,  and  make 

The  finner  a  finner  no  more. 

HYMN     CCIX. 

For  the  Morning- 

i  TX7HERE  is  mv  God,  my  joy,   my  hope, 
V  V      The  dear  defire  of  nations  where  ? 
Jefus,  to  thee  my  foul  looks  up, 

To  thee  directs  her  morning  prayer  ; 
And  fpreads  her  arms  of  faith  abroad, 
To  embrace  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  God! 

2  Mine  eyes  prevent  the  morning  ray, 
Looking,  and  longing  for  thy  word  : 
Come,  O  my  Jefus,  come  away, 

And  let  my  heart  receive  its  Lord  ; 
Which  pants  and  ftruggles  to  be  free, 
And  breaks  to  be  detain'd  from  thee. 


A  parent's  prayer.  207 

Appear  in  me,  bright  Morning  Star, 
And  fcatter  all  the  (hades  of  night! 

I  faw  thee  once,  and  came  from  far, 
But  quickly  loft  thy  transient  light; 

And  now  again  in  darknefs  pine, 

Till  thou  throughout  my  nature  fhine. 

In  patient  hope  I  now  take  heed 
To  t-he  fure  word  of  promis'd  grace, 

Whoi'e  rays  a  feeble  luftre  fhed,  [place; 

Faint,  glimmering,  through  the  darkfome 

Till  thou  thy  glorious  light  impart, 

And  rife,  the  Day- Star  in  my  heart. 

Come,  Lord,  he  manifefted  here, 
And  all  the  devil's  works  deflroy  ; 

Now  without  fin  in  me  appear, 
And  fill  with  everlafting  joy  : 

Thy  beatific  face  difpiay, 

Thy  prefence  is  the  perfect  day. 


A  PARENT'S    PRAYER. 
HYMN    CCX. 

1  /"**  CD  only  wife,  almighty,  good, 
VJ  Send  forth  thy  truth  and  light, 
To  point  us  out  the  narrow  road, 

And  guide  our  fteps  aright  : 

2  To  fleer  our  dang'rous  courfe  between 

The  rocks  on  either  hand  ; 
And  fix  us  in  the  golden  mean, 
And  bring  our  charge  to  land. 

K 


2CS  NATIVITY. 

3  Made  apt  by  thv  fufficient  grace 

To  reach  as  taught  by  thee, 
yfe  come  to  train  in  all  thy  ways 
Our  rifing  progeny. 

4  Their  felfifh  will  in  time  fubdue, 

And  mortify  their  pride  ; 
And  lend  their  youth  a  facred  clew 
To  find  the  Crucify'd  ! 

5  We  would  in  ev'ry  ftep  look  up, 

By  thy  example  taught, 
T'  alarm  their  fear,  excite  their  hope, 
And  rectify  their  thought. 

6  We  would  perfuade  their  heart  t'  obey, 

With  mildert  zeal  proceed  ; 
And  never  take  the  harfher  way, 
When  love  will  do  the  deed. 

7  For  this  we  afk,  in  faith  lincere, 

The  wifdbm  from  above  ; 
To  touch  their  hearts  with  filial  fear, 
And  pure,  ingenuous  love  : 

S  To  watch  their  will  to  fenfe  inclin'd7 
With- hold  the  hurtful  food  ; 
And  gently  bend  their  tender  mind, 
And  draw  their  fouls  to  God. 

NATIVITY. 

HYMN      CCXI. 

i    ALL  hail!  happy  day, 

-^  When  enrob'd  in  our  clay, 

The  Redeemer  appear'd  upon  earth  : 


NATIVITY. 


209 


How  can  we  refrain 
For  to  join  the  glad  ftrain, 
And  to  hail  our  Immanuel's  birth  ? 

How  boundlefs  that  love, 

Firft  begotten  above, 
And  through  Jefus  to  Tinners  made  known  ? 

Lift,  lift  up  the  voice, 

And  exulting  rejoice, 
For  Jehovah  to  earth  is  come  down. 

Ye  angels  of  God, 

Sound  his  praifes  abroad, 
And  acknowledge  him  J  AH,  the  I  AM  : 

We  alio  will  join 

In  a  hymn  fo  divine, 
Giving  glory  to  God  and  the  Lamb. 

To  Chrift  we  will  fing, 

As  our  High  Prieft  and  King, 
And  our  Prophet  to  teach  us  the  road  ; 

But  more  than  all  this, 

For  Almighty  he  is, 
And  we  own  him  our  crucify'd  God  ! 

To  Jefus's  praife 

Let  us  fpend  all  our  days, 
For  'tis  he  our  furety  has  flood  : 

He  fojourned  below, 

That  his  mercy  might  flow, 
And  he  purchas'd  our  pardon  with  blood  ! 

O  may  the  return 

Of  this  once  bletfed  morn, 
Be  forever  remember'd  with  joyj 

Sweet  accents  of  praife. 

All  our  voices  fhall  raife, 
Hallelujahs  fhall  be  our  employ. 


2IO  KATIVITY. 

7       Let  echo  prolong, 

The  harmonious  fong, 

Hallelujahs  again  and  again  :  . 
He  kindles  the  fire, 
Whom  the  nations  defire  ; 

And  to  him  we  devote  the  glad  ftrain. 

J       Bleft  Jefus,  while  we 
Pay  cur  tribute  to  thee, 
Let  us  worfhip,  admire,  and  adore, 
Accept  as  thy  crown, 
What  before  was  thy  own, 
Hallelujahs  and  praife  evermore. 

HYMN    CCXII. 

i   TT ARK  !  the  herald  angels  fing, 
JTX  "  Glory  to  the  new-born  king 
"  Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild ; 
*'  God  and  finners  reconcil'd." 
Toy tul,  all  ye  nations,  rife, 

oin  the  triumphs  of  the  fkies, 
With  th'  angelic  hofl  proclaim, 
"  Chrift  is  born  in  Betlehem." 

a  Chrift,  by  high  eft  heav'n  nc'or'd, 
Chrift  the  everlafting  Lord  ; 
Late  in  time  behold  him  come, 
Offspring  of  a  virgin's  womb  : 
Veil'd  in  flefh,  the  Godhead  fee, 
Hail  th'  incarnate  Deity  ! 
Pleas'd  as  man  with  men  t'  appear, 
Jefus  our  Immanuel  here. 

3  Hail,  the  heav'n-born  Prince  of  Peace, 
Hail,  the  Sun  of  Righteoufnefs ! 


NrW-YSAR'S    DAY.  2H 

Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings, 
Ris'u  with  healing  in  his  wings; 
Mild  he  lays  his  glory  by, 
Bora,  that  man  no  more  may  die, 
Born  to  raile  the  fons  of  earth, 
Born  to  give  them  fecond  birth. 

Come,  defire  of  nations,  come, 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  home  ; 
Rife,  the  woman's conqu'ring  feed, 
Bruife  in  us  the  ferpent's  head  : 
Adam's  likenefs  now  efface, 
Stamp  thine  image  in  its  place; 
Second  Adam  from  above, 
Re-inftate  us  in  thy  love. 


NEW-YEAR's  DAY. 
HYMN     CCXIIL 

THE  Lord  of  earth  and  fky, 
The  God  of  ages  praife, 
Who  reigns  enthron'd  on  high, 
Ancient  of  endlefs  days, 
Who  lengthens  out  our  trials. here, 
And  fpare*  us  yet  another  year. 

Barren  and  wither'd  trees, 

We  cumber'd  long  the  ground, 
No  fruit  of  holinefs 

On  our  dead  fouls  was  found  ; 
Yet  doth  he  us  in  mercy  fpare, 
Another,  and  another  year. 
L  2 


i\z  nbw-year's  day, 

3  When  juftice  bar'd  the  fword 

To  cut  the  fig-tree  down, 
The  pity  of  our  Lord 

Cry'd,  Let  it  ftill  alone ! 
The  Father  mild  inclines  his  ear, 
And  fpares  us  yet  another  year. 

4  Jefus,  thy  fpeaking  blood 

From  God  obtain 'd  the  grace, 
Who  therefore  hath  beftow'd 

On  us  a  longer  fpace  j 
Thou  didft  in  our  behalf  appear, 
And  lo !  we  fee  another  year ! 

5  Then  dig  about  our  root, 

Break  up  our  fallow  ground 
And  let  our  gracious  fruit 

To  thy  great  praife  abound  ; 
O  let  us  all  thy  praife  declare, 
And  fruit  unto  perfection  bear. 

HYMN    CCXIVt 

i  QING  to  the  great  Jehovah's  praife  ! 
O  All  praife  to  him  belongs, 
Who  kindly  lengthens  out  our  days, 

Demands  our  choiceft  longs  : 
Whofe  providence  has  brought  us  through 

Another  various  year, 
We  all  with  vows,  and  anthems  new 

Before  our  God  appear. 

a  Father,   thy  mercies  part  we  own, 
Thy  ftill  continu'd  care, 
To  thee  prelenting,  thro'  thy  Son, 

Whate'er  we  have,  or  are ;  ? 


GOOD-FHIDAY.  313 


Our  lips  and  lives  fhall  gladly  fhew 
The  wonders  ot  thy  love, 

While  on  in  Jefu's  (reps  we  go 
To  feek  thy  face  above. 

Our  refidue  of  days  or  hours, 

Thine,  wholly  thine  fhall  be, 
And  all  cur  confecrated  powers, 

A  facrifice  to  Thee  : 
Till  Jefus  in  the  clouds  appear 

To  faints  on  earth  forgiven, 
And  bring  the  grand  fabbatic  year.. 

The  jubilee  of  heaven. 


GOOD-FRIDAY. 

HYMN    CCXV. 

1  A  LAS  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  ? 

And  did  my  Sov 'reign  die  ? 
Wou'd  he  devote  that  facred  head, 
For  fuch  a  worm  as  I  ?  ' 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done 

He  groan'd  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amazing  pity  !  grace  unknown ! 
And  love  beyond  degree  ! 

3  Well  might  the  fun  in  darknefs  hide, 

And  fhut  his  glories  in ; 
When  Chrift  the  mighty  Maker  dy\L 
For  man  the  creature's  (in! 


214- 

/ 

4.  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blufhing  faqe, 

While  his  dear  crofs  appears  ; 

DilTolve  my  heart  in  thankfulnefs, 

And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 
The  debt  of  love  I  owe  ; 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myfelf  away, 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 


<s><3«s><s»->— 
HYMN     CCXVI. 

A  Prayer  for  Faith, 

i  Tj^ATHER,  I  ftretch  my  hands  to  thee, 
Jl       No  other  help  I  know  : 
If  thou  withdraw  thyfelf  from  me, 
Ah  !  whkher  mail  I  go  ? 

2  What  did  thy  only  Son  endure 

Before  I  drew  my  breath  ! 
What  pain,  what  labour,  to  feeure 
My  foul  from  endlefs  death: 

3  O  Jefu,  could  I  this  believe, 

I  now  mould  feel  thy  pow'r  : 
Now  my  poor  foul  thou  wouldft  retrieve, 
Nor  let  me  wait  one  hour. 

4  Author  of  faith,   to  thee  I  lift 

My  weary,   longing  eyes  ; 
O  let  me  now  receive  that  gift ; 
My  foul  without  it  dies. 

5  Surely  thou  canft  not  let  me  die  ! 

O  fpeak,    and  I  mall  live  ! 
And  here  I  will  unwear.ed  lie 
Till  thou  thy  fpirit  give 


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The  worft:  of  finners  would  rejoice, 

Could  they  but  fee  thy  face  ; 
O  let  me  hear  thy  quickaing  voice, 

And  tafte  thy  pard'ning  grace. 

HYMN     CCXVII. 

Sincere  -praife. 

A  LMIGHTY  Maker  God, 

How  glorious  is  thy  name, 
Thy  wonders  how  difrns'd  abroad, 
Throughout  creation's  frame  ? 

In  native  white  and  red 

The  rofe  and  lily  fland, 
And  free  from  pride  their  beauties  fpread, 

To  fhew  thy  fkilful  hand. 

The  lark  mounts  up  the  fky, 

With  unambitious  fong, " 
And  bears  her  Maker's  praife  on  high     > 

Upon  her  artlefs  tongue. 

Fain  would  I  rife  and  fing 

To  my  Creator  too ; 
Fain  would  my  heart  adore  my  King, 

And  give  him  praifes  due. 

But  pride,  that  bufy  fin, 

Spoils  all  that  I  perform, 
Curs'd  pride  that  creeps  fecurely  in. 

And  fwells  a  haughty  worm. 

Thy  glories  I  abate, 

Or  praife  thee  with  defign, 
Part  of  thy  favours  I  forget, 

Or  think  the  merit  mine. 


2l6  PRAISI 

7  Create  ray  foul  anew, 

Elfe  all  my  worship's  vain  ; 
This  wretched  heart  will  ne'er  prove  true  " 
Till  it  be  form'd  again. 

8  Defcend,  celeftial  fire, 

And  feize  me  from  above  ! 
Wrap  me  in  flames  of  pure  defire, 
And  facrifice  to  love. 

9  Let  joy  and  worfhip  fpend 

The  remnant  of  my  days, 
And  to  my  God  my  foul  afcend 
In  fweet  perfumes  of  praife. 

HYMN     CCXVIII. 

2  'V7'E  heavens  rejoice  in  Jefus's  grace, 

X    Let  earth  make  a  noife  and  echo  his  praife  ! 
Our  all  loving  Saviour  hath  pacified  God, 
And  paid  for  his  favour  the  price  of  his  blood 

s  .Ye  mountains  and  vales  in  praifes  abound, 
Ye  hills  and  ye  dales  continue  the  found, 
Break  forth  into  finging  ye  trees  of  the  wood, 
For  Jefus's  brinbing  loft  fznners  to  God. 

5  Atonement  he  made  for  every  one, 

The  debt  he  hath  paid,  the  work  he  hath  done, 
Shout  all  the  creation,  below  and  above, 
Afcribing  falvation  to  Jefus's  love. 

4  His  mercy  hath  brought  falvation  to  all, 

Who  take  it  unbought  he  frees  them  from  thrall; 
Throughout  the  believer  his  glory  difplays, 
And  perfects  for  ever  the  veffels  of  grace. 


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HYMN    CCXIX. 

Inconjiancy . 

i   T    OR.D  Jefu,  when,  when  mall  it  be, 
-Li  Th-t  I  no  more  mall  break  with  thee  \ 
Whcrn  will  this  war  of  pafrfons  ceafe, 
And  my  free  foul  enjoy  thy  peace  I 

2  Here  I  repent,  and  fin  again ; 
Now  I  revive,  and  now  am  flain  ; 
Slain  with  the  fame  unhappy  dart, 
Which,  oh  !  too  often  wounds  my  heart. 

3  O  Saviour,  when,  when  fhall  I  be 
A  garden  feal'd  to  all  but  thee  ? 
No  more  expos'd,  no  more  undone ; 
But  live  and  grow  to  thee  alone  ! 

4  Guide  thou,  O  Lord,  guide  thou  my  courfe, 
And  draw  me  on  with  thy  fwect  force  ! 
Still  make  me  walk,  dill  make  me  tend, 
By  thee  my  way,  to  thee  my  end. 

HYMN     CCXX. 


A  Morning  Hymn. 

"E  lift  our  hearts  to  thee, 
O  Day-Star  from  on  high 
The  fun  itfelf  is  but  thy  fhade, 
Yet  cheers  both  earth  and  iky. 

1  O  let  tHy  orient  beams 

The  night  of  fin  difperfe  ! 

The  mifts  of  error,  and  of  vice, 

Which  fhade  the  univerfe  ! 


2lS 

3  How  beauteous  nature  now  ! 

How  dark  and  fad  before  ! 
With  joy  we  view  the  pleafing  change, 
And  nature's  God  adore. 

4  O  may  no  gloomy  crime 

Pollute  the  rifing  day  : 
Or  Jefu's  blood,  like  evening  dew, 
Warn  all  the  ftains  away. 

5  May  we  this  life  improve, 

To  mourn  for  errors  pari, 
And  live  this  fhort  revolving  day, 
As  if  it  were  our  laft. 

6  To  God  the  Father,  Son, 

And  Spirit,  one  and  three, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  (hall  for  ever  be. 


HYMN     CCXXI. 

An  Evening  Hymn. 

i     A  LL  praife  to  him  who  dwells  in  blifs, 
*■  ^  Who  made  both  day  and  n;ght  ; 
Whofe  throne  is  darknefs  in  th'  abyis 
Of  uncreated  light. 

2  Each  thought  nnd  deed  his  piercing  eyes 

With  firic"tefl  fearch  furvey: 
The  deepefl:  fhades  no  more,  difguife 
Than  the  full  blaze  of  day. 

3  Whom  thou  doft  guard,  O  King  of  Kings, 

No  evil  /hail  moleft  : 
Under  the  fhadow  of  thy  wings  > 
Shall  they  fecurely  reft. 


J 


SACRAMENTAL.  2I« 

4  Thy  angels  fliall  around  their  beds 

Their  conftant  ftations  kee,  : 
Thy  faith  and  trutn  (hah  hveld  their  heads, 
For  thou  doit  never  i.eep. 

5  May  we  with  calm  and  fweet  repofe, 

And  heavenly  thoughts  reirehVd, 
Our  eye-lids  with  the  morn's  unclofe, 
And  bids  thee,  ever-blefs'd  ! 

SACRAMENTAL. 

HYMN    CCXXII. 

i   TN  that  fad  memorable  night 

Jl     When  Jefus  was  for  us  betray'd, 
He  left  his  death- recording  rite, 

He  took,   and  b  ef,'d,  and  brake  the  bread, 
And  gave  his  own  their  laft  hequeft, 
And  thus  his  love's  intent  expreft: 

2  Take,  eat,  this  is  my  body  giv'n, 

To  pure:  afe  life  and  peace  for'you, 
Pardon  and  holine.s  and  heaven  • 

Do  this,  my  dying  love  to  fhew,v 
Accept  your  precious  legacy, 
And  thus,    my  friends,   remember  me. 

3  He  took  into  his  hands  the  cup 

To  crown  the  facramental  feaft,' 
And  full  of  kind  concern  look'd  up, 

And  £ave  what  he  to  them  had  blefr, 
And  drink  ye  all  of  this,  he  faid} 
In  folcmn  memory  of  the  dead. 
M 


220  SACRAMENTAL. 

4  This  is  my  blood  which  feals  the  new- 
Eternal  covenant  of  my  grace, 
My  blood  fo  free  v  fned  for  you, 
For  you  and  all  the  finful  race, 
My  blood  that  i'peaks  your  fins  forgiven,, 
And  juftifies  your  claim  ufheaven. 

HYMN  CGXXIII. 

t         T    ET  all  who  truly  bear 

JL<     The  bleeding  Saviour's  name, 
Their  faithful  hearts  trith  us  prepare, 
And  oat  the  pafchal  lamb, 
Cur  pafibver  was  flain 
At  Salem's  hallovv'd  place, 
Yet  we  who  in  our  tents  remain, 
Shall  gain  his  largeft  grace. 

2  T   is  enchariftic  feaft 
Our  every  want  fupplies, 

And  ftill  we  by  his  death  are  bletf, 

And  (hare  his  facrifice. 

By  faith  his  flefh  we  eat, 

Who  here  his  pafiion  fhew, 
And  God  out  of  his  holy  feat 

Shall  all  his  gifts  beftow. 

3  Who  thus  our  faith  employ 

His  fufrerings  to  record, 
Ev'n  now  we  mournfully  enjoy 

Communion  with  our  Lord, 

As  tho'  we  everyone 

Beneath  his  crofs  had  Mood, 
And  feen  him  heave,  and  heard  him  groan, 

And  felt  his  gufhing  blood. 


SACRAMENTAL.  221 

O  God  !  'tis  finifh'd  now  ! 

rl  he  mortal  |>ang  is  pad: ! 
By  faith  his  head  we  fee  him  bow, 

And  hear  him  breathe  his  lait  ! 

We  too  wirh  him  are  dead, 

And  (hall  with  him  arife, 
The  crors  on  which  he  bows  his  head, 

Shall  lift  us  to  the  ikies. 

HYMN    CCXXIV. 

OCK  of  Ifrael,  cleft  for  me, 
For  os,  for  all  mankind, 
See,  tjiy  feebleit  followers  fee, 

Who  call  thy  death  to  mind  : 
Sion  is  the  very  land  ; 

Us  beneah  thy  made  receive, 
Grant  us  in  the  cleft  to  (tand, 
And  by  thy  dying  live. 

In  this  howling  wildernefs, 

On  Calvary's  deep  top, 
Made  a  curfe  our  fouls  to  blefs 

Thou  once  waft  lifted  up ; 
Stricken  there  by  Mofes's  rod, 

Wounded  with  a  deadly  blow  j 
Gufhing  dreams  of  life  o'erflow'd 

The  thirfty  world  below. 

Rivers  of  falvation  ftiil 

Along  the  defart  roll, 
Rivers  to  refrefh  and  heal 

The  fainting  linking  foul; 


322  SACRAMENTAL. 

Still  the  fountain  of  thy  blood, 

Stands  for  tinners  open  wide, 
Now,  e'en  now,   my  Lord;  and  God. 

I  wafh  me  in  thy  fide. 

4  Now,  e'en  now,   we  all  plunge  in, 

And  drink  the  purple  wave, 
This  the  antidote  of  fin, 

'Tisthis  our  fouls  inall  fave  : 
With  the  life  of  Jelus  fed, 

I.o!    rom  ftrength  to  frrength  we  rife, 
Follow'd  by  our  Rock,  and  led, 

T©  meet  him  in  tue  ikies. 

HYMN     CCXXV. 

i      A   UTHOR  of  our  Salvation,  thee 
±  \.  With  lowly  thankful  hearts  we  praife, 
Author  of  this  great  myftery, 

Figure  and  means  of  faying  grace, 

2  The  facred  true  effectual  fign 

Thy  body  and  t  hy  blood  it  fhews, 
The  glorious  inltrument  divine 

Thy  mercy  and  thy  ftrength  beflows. 

We  fee  the  blood  that  feals  our  peace, 
Ti;y  pa.d'ning  mercy  we  receive: 

The  bread  doth  viiibly  exprefc 

The  ftrength  thro'  which  our  fpirits  live. 

4  Our  fpirits  drink  a  frefli  fuppiy, 

And  eat  the  bread  fp  freely  given, 
Till  borne  on  eagles'  wings  we  fly, 
And  banquet  with  our  Lord  in  heaven. 


SACRAMINTAL.  223 

H  Y  M  N    CCXXVI. 

J  /^\  Thou,  who  this  mvfrerious  bread 
v_/   Didfl  in  Emmaus  break, 
Return    herewith  our  fouls  to  feed 
And  to  thy  followers  fpcak. 

3  Unfeal  the  volume  of  thy  grace, 
Apply  the  gofpel-woi  d, 
Open  our  eyes  to  fee  thy  face, 
Our  hearts  to  know  the  Lord. 

3  Of  rhee  we  commune  frill,  and  mourn 
Till  thou  the  veil  remove, 
Talk  with  us,  and  our  heart :  (hall  bum 
With  flames  of  fervent  love. 

4.  Inkindl^  now  the  heavenly  zeal, 
And  make  lay  mercy  known, 
And  give  our  pard'ning  fouls  to  feet 
That  God  and  love  are  one. 

HYMN    CCXXVII. 

JESU,  at  whofe  fupreme  command, 
We  thus  approach  to  God, 
Before  us  in  thy  vefture  ftand, 
Thy  vefture  dipt  in  blood. 

Obedient  to  thy  gracious  word, 

We  break  the  hailow'd  bread, 
Commemora  e  our  dying  Lord, 

And  truft  on  thee  to  feed. 

Now  Saviour  now  thvfelf  reveal, 
And  make  thy  nature  known, 


224  "      SACRAMENTAL. 

Affix  the  facramental  feal, 
And  ftamp  us  for  thine  own, 

4  The  tokens  of  thy  dying  love, 

O  let  us  all  receive, 
And  feel  the  quick'ning  Spirit  move, 
And  fenfibly  believe. 

5  The  cup  of  blefiing  bleft  by  thee, 

Let  it  thy  blood  impart; 
The  bread  thy  myftic  body  be, 
And  cheer  each  languid  heart. 

6  The  grace  which  fure  falvation  brings, 

Let  us  herewith  receive  ; 
Satiate  the  hungry  with  good  things, 
The  hidden  manna  give. 


HYMN    CCXXVIII. 

i   \K  7HO  is  this  that  comes  from  far, 
V  V     Clad  in  garments  dipt  in  blood  > 
Strong  triumphant  traveller, 
Is  he  man,  or  is  he  God  i 

2  I  that  fpeak  in  righteoufnefs, 

Son  of  God  and  man  I  am, 
Mighty  to  redeem  your  race  ; 
Jefus  is  your  Saviour*  name. 

3  Wherefore  are  thy  garments  red, 

Dyed  as  in  a  crimion  fea  ? 
They  that  in  the  wine-vat  tread, 
Arc  not  flain'd  fo  much  aj  thee, 


SACRAMENTAL.  22j 

4  I  the  Father's  fav'rite  Son, 

Have  the  dreadful  wine-prefs  trod, 
Borne  tae  vengeful  wrath  alone, 
All  the  fierceft  wrath  of  God. 

HYMN    CCXXIX, 

c    TESU,  dear,   redeeming  Lord, 
J    Magnify  thy  dying  word, 
In  thine  ordinance  appear, 
Come  and  meet  thy  followers  here. 

2  In  the  rite  thou  haft  enjoin'd, 
Let  us  now  our  Saviour  find, 
Drink  thy  biood  for  finners  fhed, 
Tafte  thee  in  the  broken  bread. 

3  Thou  our  faithrul  hearts  prepare, 
Thou  thy  pard'ning  grace  declare, 
Thou  that  ha'ft  for  finners  died, 
Shew  thyfelf  the  crucified ! 

4  All  the  power  of  fin  remove, 
Fill  us  with  thy  perfect  love, 
Stamp  us  with  the  ftamp  divine     •' 
Seal  our  fouls  for  ever  thine. 

HYMN    CCXXX* 

i    TESU,  we  thus  obey 

I    Thy  laft  and  kindeft  word, 

Here  in  thine  own  appointed  way 

We  come  to  meet  our  Lord. 

z      The  way  thou  haft  enjoin'd 
Thou  wilt  therein  appear  i 


226 


•  ACJtAMINTAL. 


We  come  with  conf  dence  to  find 
Thy  fpecial  prefence  here. 

Whare'er  th'  Almighty  can 
To  paidon'd  firmer-  give, 

The  fulnefs  of  our  God  made  man 
We  here  with  Limit  receive. 


INDEX. 


A   ND  am  I  born  to  die  13 

«*W  And  am  I  only  born  to  die  15 

Ah  !    whither  fhould  I  go  33 

All  glo  y  to  God  in  the  fky  61 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have  7o 

And  can  I  yet  delay  ox 

All  ye  that  pal's  by  113 

Arife  my  foul,  arife  I2? 

And  muft  th'.s  body  die  13  r 

Away,   my  unbelieving  fear  164 

And  let  this  feeble  body  fa:l  I7r 

Ah  lovely  appearence  of  death  174, 

All  glory  to  the  dying  Lamb  i97 
Away  with  our  fears 
Ah,  where  am  I  now 
All  hail !   happy  day 

Alas  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  21? 

Almighty  Maker  God  2lt 

All  praife  to  him  who  dwells  in  bhfs  218 

Author  of  our  falvation,  thee  222 


203 
203 


B 

Behold  the  faviour  of  mankind 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 

Be  it  my  only  wifdom  here 

Eehold  the  fervant  of  the  Lord 

Being  of  Beings,  God  of  love  Q+ 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne  j?4 

But  ab  ve  all,  lay  hold  l6s 

Brother  in  Chrift,  and  well-belov'd  j57 

Blelt  be  the  dear,  uniting  love  JQ3 


*o 

18 
7o 
8 


M     2 


5 


LVDEX. 

rAGt 

C 

Come,  ye  Tinners,    poor  and  needy  6 

Come,  Tinners,   to  the  gofpel  feaft  7 

Come,  holy  celeTtial  Dove  34 

Come,  Lord  and  help  me  to  rejoice  46 

Come,  let  us  anew  j^ 

Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft  62 

Come,  Saviour,  Jefu,  from  above  €4 

Come,  Lord,  from  above  90 

Come,  thou  Almighty  King  96 

Come,  thou  fount  of  ev'ry  blefling  99 

Come,  ye  that  loye  the  Lord  123 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove  135 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King  142 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  fongs.  150 

Commit  thou  all  thy  griefs  15S 

Come  on,  my  partners  in  diftrefs  170 

Come  away  to  the  fides  180 

Come,  let  us  anew  i32 

Ccme,  let  us  afcend  1 83 

Come,  and  let  us  Tweetly  join  190 

Come,  thou  high  and  lofty  Lord  191 

Come  let  us  ufe  the  grace  divine  492 

D 

Drooping  foul,  fliake  oft"  thy  fears  40 

E 

Ever  fainting  with  defire  101 

F 

Father  of  lights,  from  whom  proceeds  22, 

Father  of  Jefus  Chrift  the  juft  33 

For  ever  here  my  reft  fhall  be  76 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft  S$ 

Father,  our  hearts  we  lift  120 

Father,  how  wide  thy  glories  fhine  140 


SNDIX. 

PiGE 

F 

From  aU  that  dwell  below  the  ikies  150 

Father  of  our  dying  Lord  187 

Father,  I  ftretch  my  hands  to  thee  214 

G 

God  of  my  falvation,  hear  4^ 

God  of  all  grace  and  majefty  47 

God  of  almighty  love  71 

God  of  all  redeeming  grace  S3 

Great  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim  $1 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high  .  151 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears  159 

God  of  my  life,  whofe  gracious  pow'r  160 

God  moves  in  a  myftei  ious  way  1 63 

God  of  my  life,  to  thee  198 

God  only  wife,  almighty,  good  207 

H 

He  comes!  he  comes !  the  judge  fevere  17 

Happy  foul,  that  free  from  harms  43 

Help,  Lord,  to  whom  for  help  I  fly  68 

Holy  Lamb,  who  thee  receive  77 

How  tedious  and  taftelefs  the  hours  98 

Ho'.y,  and  true,  and  righteous  Lord  j  06 

How  vain  are  all  th;ngs  here  below  1x3 

Happy  the  man  that  finds  the  grace     *  1 24 

Happy  the  fouls  to  Jefus  join'd  2  25 

He  dies,  the  friend  of  iinners  dies  132 

How  do  thy  mercies  clofe  me  round  145 

How  happy  every  child  of  grace  157 

Happy  foul;  thy  days  are  ended  172 

Head  of  the  church  triumphant  173 

Hofannah  to  Jefus  on  high  178 

Happy  who  in  Jefus  live  179 

How  happy  are  they  202 

How  fha!l  a  loft  finner  in  pain  205 

Hark  !  the  herald  angels  fing  3ro 


INDEX. 

FAGC 

...  J 

jefu,  let  thy  paying  eye  24 

Jefu,  if  (till  the  iame  thou  art  27 

Jefus,    f  (till  thou  art  to-day  29 

jeXuy  lover  of  my  foul  30 

I  want  a  principle  within  48 

Jefus,  come,  thou  hope  of  glory  50 

I  third,  thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God  ibid 

Jefus,  thou  all  redeeming  Lord  52 

Infinite,  vnexhaulTed  love  60 

Jefu,   mv  (trength,  my  hope  66 

Je&\    my  Saviour,  brother,  friend  69 

Jefu,  my  life,  thyfelf  apply  77 

Jefu,  thou  art  out  king  7& 

.  my  truth,  mv  way  86 

Jefus,  thou  everlaiVing  King  8) 

Jr  us,  my  Lord  attend  93 

Jefus,  from  whom  all  blef^ngs  flovf  109 

Jefus,  thy  boundlefs  love  to  me  105 

Jefus  hath  dy'd  that  I  mfjht  iive  109 

jefus,  the  all-fuftaining  word  m 

Jefus,  redeemer  of  mankind  116 

jefus,  thy  wandering  (heep  behold  119 

Jefu-;,  my  all  to  !  eaven  is  gone  139* 

I'll  praife  my  maker  while  I've  breath  144 

JeCv.y  great  die  »herd  ot  -.he  (heep  184 

Jefu,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee  1S8 

Jefu,  uni  ed  by  t   y  grace  189 

j -f??,  ac  ept  the  praife  196 

In  that  fad  memorable  night  219 

Jefu,  at  whofe  fupreme  command,  223 

Jefu,  dear,  redeeming   Lord,  *a| 

Jefu,  we  thus  obey  ibid 

L 

L.o  1  he  comes  with  clouds  defending  xS 

Let  the  world  their  virtue  boa(t  25 


INDEX. 

L 

Leader  of  faithful  fouls,  and  guide 

Lord,  and  is  thy  anger  gone 

Lord,  I  believe  thy  every  word 

Love  divine,  all  love's  excelling 

Light  of  life,  feraj  hie  fire 

Let  him  to  whom  we  now  belong 

Lo!   in  thy  hand  I  lay 

LorJ,  we  come  before  thee  new 

Lord,  I  Relieve  a  red  remains 

Lord  of  the  harveft  !   hear 

Let  earth  and  heaven  agree 

Let  every  tongue  thy  goodnefs  fpeak 

Lord  Jeiu,  when,  when  mall  it  be 

Let  ail  who  truly  bear 

M 
My  drowfy  pow'rs,  why  fleep  ye  fo 
Maker,  Saviour  of  mankind 
My  God,  my  life,  my  love 
My  God  !  I  know,  I  feel  thee  mine 
My  hope,  my  all,  my  Saviour  thou 
My  God,'  I  am  thine 
Mv  God,  the  fpring  of  all  my  joys 
My  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love 
My  Saviour,  my  almighty  friend 

O 

O  for  a  thoufand  tongues  to  fing 

O  love  divine!  what  haft  thou  done 

O  that  I  could  repent 

O  love  divine  !  how  ivveet  thou  art 

O  Je  us  my  hope 

O  thou  that  hear'ft  when  finners  cry 

O  that  I  could  my  Lord  receive 

O  God,  our  help  in  ages  pad 

O  almighty  God  of  l©ve 


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INDEX. 

o 

O  for  a  heart  to  praife  my  God  72 

O  that  my  load  of  fin  were  gone  %  1 

O  thou,  to  whofe  all-fearching  fight  88 

O  fun  of  righteoufnefs  arife  94 

Of  him  who  did  falvation  bring  98 

O  joyful  found  of  gofpe!  grace  108 

O  God,  of  good  the  unLtthom'd  fea  117 

O  JeJ us,  my  refi:  118 

O  tell  me  no  more  130 

O  what  /hall  I  do  my  Saviour  to  praife  143 

O  God  of  all  grace  146 

O  thou  God  of  my  falvation  15$ 

O  thou,  who  this  niyfterious  bread  223 


Fi'i'io'd  in  a  gulph  of  dark  defpair  133 

1    .    e  ye  the  Lord  !  tis  good  to  raife  145 

Praife  ye  the  Lord,  y'  immortal  choirs  152 
Peac«  troubled  foul,  thou  need'ft  not  fear         169 

Pedce  be  on  this  home  beftow'd  J  94 

R 

Rejoice  the  Lord  is  King  129 

Rejoice  for  a  brother  deceas'd  1  76 

Rock  of  Ifrael,  cleft  tor  me  22.1 

S 

sinner?,  turn  why  will  ye  die  S 

sinners,  obey  the  gofpel  word  9 

Stay,   thou  infulted  fpirk,   ftay  36 

saviour,   the  world's  and  mine  52 

>on  of  God,   if  thy  f  ee  grace  57 

Iheperd  divine,  our  wants  relieve  65 

>on  of  God,  thy  blelTing  grant  95 

laviour  of  the  fin-lick  foul  107 

iee  gracious  Lprdj  with  pitying  eyw  122 


INDEY. 

PAGI 
S 

Salvation  !  O  the  joyful  found  14.J 

Still  for  thy  loving  kindnefs,  Lord  165 

Soldiers  of  Chrift,  arife  166 

Sing  to  the  great  Jehovah's  praife  212 

T 

Thee  we  adore,   eternal  name  1 1 

Thou  judge  of  quick  and  dead  i5 

Terrible  though*  !  fhall  I  alone  20 

.  Thou  God  of  glorious  majefty  21 
of  thy  breaft   .                          -       37 

'a.        tvill  I  love,  my  ftrength  my  tow*r  59 

ri  he  praying  fpirit  breathe  6$ 

The  thi  i'g  my  God  doth  hate  72 

Thou  hidden  loveofGo4j  whofe  height  74 

T.  ou  fhepherd  cf  liraei  and  mine  92 

T!  ou  great  myfterious  God  unknown  no 

Thy  ceafcle's.  nnexhaufted  love  128 

"The  foacious  firmament  or-  high  136 

The  voice  of  r.iv  beloved  founds  137 

The  Lord  of  Sabbath  let  us  praife  i4g 

The  God  of  Abraham  praife  153 

This,   th  s  is  the  Gcd  we  adore  155 

Tho'  troubles  afTail  and  dangers  affright  2    1 

The  Lord  my  pafture  mall  prepare  3 6? 

'Tis  finifh'd,   'fis  done  177 

Try  us,  O  God,  and  fearch  the  ground  185 

Thou  God  of  truth  and  love  186 

The  Lord  of  earth  and  fky  211 

V 

Vain,  delufive  world,    adieu  137 

W 

When  riling  from  the  bed  of  death  12 

"With  glorious  clouds  encompaft  round  26 

Weary  of  wand'ring  from  my  God  36 


INDIX.. 

FAOE 

w 

Why  fnould  the  children  of  a  King  41 

What  now  is  my  object  and  aim  104 

When  gracious  Lord,  when  fhall  it  be  115 

W'hom  man  forfakes  thou  wilt  not  leave  ibid 

With  joy  we  medi  ate  the  grace  138 

When  all  the  mercies  of  my  God  155 

Where  is  my  God,  my  joy,  my  hope  206 

We  lift  our  hearts  to  thee  217 

Who  is  it  that  comes  from  far  324 

Y 

Ye  happy  finners  hear  75 

Ye  heavens  rejoice  in  Jem's  grace  216 


A 

Pocket    HYMN    EOOK. 


PART     II. 

IXHORTIKO     AND     BESTIRRING     TO    HTURN 
TO    GOD. 


HYMN    I.  [Tallis. 

1  C^i  A^ tJiat  Pafsb>'> to  Jcms  draw  near» 

V_y  He  utters  a  cry:  ye  finners  give  ear ! 
From  hell  to  retrieve  you  he  fpreads  out  his 

hands : 
Now,  now  to  receive  you  he   gracioufly  flands. 

1  Ifany  man  thirfr,  and  happy  would  be, 
The  vileft  snd  worft  may  come  unto  me : 
May  drink  of  my  fpirit/ (excepted  is  none,) 
Lay  claim  to  my  merit,  and  take  for  hhown. 

3  Whoever  receives  the  life-giving  word, 
In  Jefus  believes,  his  God  and  his  Lord", 
In  him  a  pure  river  of  life  mail  arife, 
Shall  in  the  belief  fpring  up  to  the  fkies. 

4  My  God,  and*  my  Lord  !  thy  call  I  obey  j 
My  foul  on  thy  word  of  promife  I  Ray  : 
Thy  kind  invitation  I  gladly  embi ace  ; 
Athirft  for  falvation,  falvation  by  <  race. 

5  O  haflen  the  hour!  fend  down  from  above 
The  fpirit  of  power,  of  health,  and  of  love ; 


234      BESEECHING    AND    EXHORTING,    &C. 

Of  filial  fear,  of  knowledge  and  grace; 

Of  wifdom,  of  prayer,  of  joy,  and  of  praife: 

4  The  fpirit  of  faith,  of  faith  in  thy  blood, 

Which  faves  us  from  wrath,  and  brings  us  t« 

God; 
Removes  the  huge  mountain  of  indwelling  fin. 
And  opens  a  fountain,  that  wafhes  us  clean. 

HYMN     II.  \Tullls. 

1  HPHY  faithfulnefs,  Lord,  each  moment   ire 

1  find, 

So  true  to  thy  word,  fo  loving  and  kind  ! 
Thy  mercy  fo  tender  to  all  the  loft  race  ; 
The  fouleft  oflender  may  turn,  and  find  grace. 

2  The  mercy  I  feel,  to  others  1  fliew  : 
I  fet  to  my  feal  that  Jefus  is  true : 

Ye  all  may  find  favour,  who  come  at  his  call ; 
O  come  to  my  Saviour  :  his  grace  is  for  all. 

3  To  fave  what  was  loft  from  heaven  he  came : 
Come  Tinners  and  truft  in  Jefus's  name! 

He  offers  you  pardon,  he  bids  you  be  free! 
If  fin  be  your  burden,  O  come  unto  me! 

4  O  !et  me  commend  my  Saviour  to  you  : 
The  publican'*  friend  and  advocate  too: 
For  you  he  is  pleading  his  merits  and  death, 
With  God  interceding  for  fmners  beneath. 

5  Than  let  us  fubmit  his  grace  to  receive; 
Fall  down  at  his  feet,  and  gladly  believe; 
We  all  are  forgiven  for  Jefus's  fake  : 
Our  title  to  heaven  his  merits  we  take. 


PHASANTN13S    OF    RELIGION.  235 

Dtfcribing  the  Pleafantnefs  of  Religion. 

HYMN    III.  [Triumph. 

1  1T%  EJOICE  evermore,  with  angels  above, 
1\  In  Jefus's  power,  in  Jefus's  love, 
With  glad  exultation  you  triumph  proclaim, 
Afcribing  falvation  to  God  and  the  Lamb. 

3  Thou,  Lord,  our  relief  in  trouble  haft  been ; 
Haft  (av'd  us  from  grief,  halt  fav'd  us  from  fin  : 
The  power  of  thy  fpirit  hathfet  our  hearts- free  : 
And  now  we  inherit  all  fulnefs  in  thee. 

3  All  fulnefs  of  peace,  all  fullnefs  of  joy, 
And  fpiritual  blifs,    hat  never  fhall  cloy; 
To  us  it  is  given  in  Jefus  to  know 

A  kingdom  of  heaven,  a  heaven  below. 

4  No  longer  we  join,  while  finoers  invite, 
Nor  envy  the  1    ine  their  brutim  belight : 
Their  joy  is  all  fadnefs,  their  mirth  is  all  vain, 
Their  laughter    is  madnefs,  their  pleafure   is 

pain ! 

5  O  might  they  at  lafl  withforrow  return 

The  pleafures  to  tafte,  for  which  they  were  born  ; 
Our  Jefus  receiving,  our  happinefs  prove, 
The  joy  of  believing,  the  heaven  of  love. 

HYMN     IV.  [Dedicat'w. 

\  T X 7EARY  fouls,  that  wander  wide 
V  V       From  the  central  point  of  blifs^ 
Turn  to  Jefus  crucified, 

Fly  to  thofe  dear  wounds  of  his;- 
Sink  into  the  purple  flood  \ 
-Rife  into  the  life  of  God ! 


33<  DESCRIBING    JUDGMENT. 

a  Find  in  Chrift  the  way  of  peace, 
Peace  lit  fpeakable,  unknown  ; 
By  his  pain  he  t  ives  you  eafe. 
Life  by  his  expiring  groan  j 
Ri'e  exalted  by  his  fall, 
Find  in  Chrift' your  all  in  a'l. 

j  O  believe  the  record  true, 

God  to  you  his  fon  hath  given  I 
Ye  may  now  be  happy  too ; 

Find  on  earth  the  life  of  heaven ; 
Live  tl:e  life  of  heavfn  above, 
All  the  life  of  glorious  love. 

\.  This  the  univerfal  blifs, 

Blifs  for  every  foul  defign'd  : 
God's  original  promife  this. 

God's  great  gift  to  ail  mankind  : 
Bleft  in  Chrift  this  moment  be  ! 
Bleft  to  all  eternity  ! 

HYMN    V.  [Kingfwcii. 

Dcfaibing  of  Judgment. 

STAND  the  omnipotent  decree! 
Jehovah's  will  be  done  I 
Nature's  end  we  wait  to  fee, 
And  hear  her  final  groan  : 
Let  th  s  earth  diffolve,  and  bleed 

In  dea  h,  the  wicNed  and  the  juft: 
Let  thofe  pond'rous  orbs  defcend, 
And  grind  us  into  dull. 

Refts  fecure  the  righ^eou^  man  1 

At  his  redeemer's  beck 
Sure  to  emerge,  and  rife  aga'n, 

And  mount  above  the  wreck. 


DESCRIBING    HEAVEN.  237 

Lo  !  the  heavenly  fpirit  towers, 

Like  flames,  o'er  n  ture's  funeral  pyre, 

Triumphs  in  immortal  powers, 
And  claps  his  wings  of  fire ! 

2  Nohing  hath  the  juft  to  lofe 

By  worlds  on  worlds  deftroy'd, 
Far  bme  ■  th  his  feet  he  views 

With  ("miles  the  flaming  void; 
Sees  this  univerfe  renewed, 

The  grand  millennial  vear  ' egun ; 
Shouts  with  all  the  funs  of  God, 

Around  th'  eternal  throne  I 

4  Refting  in  this  glorious  hope 

To  beat  laft  reflor'd, 
Yield  we  now  our  bodies  up 

To  earthquake,  plague  or  fword, 
Lifl'ning  for  the  call  divine, 

The  lateft  trumpet  of  th°  feven  ; 
Soon  our  foul  and  dull  fhall  join, 

And  both  fly  up  to  heaven. 

HYMN    VI.  [Funeml. 

Defcribing  of  Heaven. 

1   J  Lon?  to  behold  him  arrayed 
■*     With  glory  and  |<ght  from  above, 
The  King  in  his  beauty  difp'ayei, 

His  beauty  of  holieft  love  : 
I  languifh  and  fig u  to  be  there, 

W  ere  Jefus  hath  fix'd  his  abode  : 
O  when  fh  li  we  meet  in  the  air, 

And  fly  to  the  mountain  of  God. 

3  With  him  I  on  Sion  fhall  ffand, 
(For  Jefus  hath  fpoken  the  word,) 


238  PRAYING    FOR    A    BLESSING. 

The  breadth  of  Immanuers  land 

Survey  by  the  light  of  my  Lord  : 
But,  when  on  thy  bofom  reclined, 

Thy  face  I  am  ftrengchen'd  to  fee, 
My  fulnefi  of  rapture  i  fin-', 

My  heaven  of  heavens  in  thee. 

3  How  happy  the  people,  that  dwell 

Secure  in  the  city  above  ! 
No  p^in  the  inhabitants  feel, 

No  iicknefs  or  for  row  flu  1  prove  : 
Phyfician  of  fouls,  unto  me 

Forgivenefs  and  holinefs  give  ; 
And  then  from  the  body  fet  free, 

And  then  to  the  city  receive. 

HYMN     VII.  [Bexley. 

Prayer  for  a  B I  effing* 

1   rT",HOU  Son  of  God,  whofe  flaming  eyes 
JL       Our  liimolt  thoughts  perceive, 
Accept  the  evening  facrifice, 
Which  now  to  thee  we  give. 

a  We  bow  before  thy  gracious  throne, 
And  think  ourfelves  fincere: 
But  fhew  u. ,  Lord,  is  every  one 
Thy  real  worlhipper  ? 

3  Is  here  a  foul,  tha1:  knovs  thee  not, 

Nor  feels  his  want  of  thee  ? 
A  ftrangerto  the  blood,  which  bought 
His  pardon  on  the  tree  ? 

4  Convince  him  now  of  unbelief, 

His  defperate  Mate  explain  : 
And  fill  his  heart  with  facred  grief, 
And  penitential  pain. 


PRAYING    FOR   A    BLESSING.  239 

5  Speak  with  that  voice,  which  wakes  the  dead, 

And  bid  the  deeper  rife, 
And  bid  his  guilty  conlcience  dread 
The  death  that  never  dies. 

6  Extort  the  cry,  what  mud  be  done 

To  fave  a  wretch  like  me  ? 
How  fha!l  a  trembling  (inner  (hun. 
That  endlefs  mifery  ? 

7  I  mn ft  this  inftant  now  begin 

Out  of  my  deep  to  wake  : 
And  turn  to  God,  and  every  fin 
Continually  forfake. 

8  I  mud  tor  faith  inceflant  cry, 

And  wreftle,  Lord,  with  thee  : 
I  mufi  be  born  again,  or  die 
To  all  eternity. 

HYMN     VIII.  [Aldrich. 

1  Z^IOME,  O  thou  all-vicloriousLord; 
\^>     Thy  power  to  us  make  known  : 
Strike  with  the  hammer  of  thy  word, 

And  break  thefe  hearts  of  itone. 

2  O  that  we  all  might  now  beoin 

Our  fool iflmefs  to  mourn  ; 
And  turn  at  once  from  every  fin, 
And  to  my  Saviour  turn/ 

3  Give  us  ©urfelves  and  thee  to  knovr 

In  this  our  gracious  dav  ■ 
Repentance  unto  life  be  fro  w, 
And  take  our  fins  away. 

4  Conclude  us  flrft  in  unbelief, 

And  freely  then  releafe  ; 


24©  DESCRIBING    FORMAL    R2LICI0X. 

Fill  every  foul  with  facred  grief, 
And  then  with  facred  peace. 

5  Impoverish,  Lord,  and  then  relieve, 

And  then  enrich  ihe  poor  ; 
The  knowledge  of  our  ficknefs  give, 
The  knowledge  of  our  cure. 

6  That  blefled  fenfe  of  guilt  impart, 

And  then  remove  the  load  ; 
Trouble,  and  walh  the  troubled  heart 
In  the  attoning  blood. 

7  Our  defperate  (late  through  fin  declare, 

And  fpeak  our  fins  forgiven  : 
By  perfeclholinefs  prepare, 
And  take  us  up  to  heaven. 

HYMN      IX.  [Wen<v: 

Defcribing  formal  Religion. 

i    '  '    ONG  have  I  feem'd  to  ferve  the  Lord, 
X-i     With  unavailing  pain  : 
Faded,  and  pray'd  and  read  thy  word, 
And  heard  it  preach'd  in  vain. 

2  Oft  did  I  with  the  affembly  join, 

And  near  thy  altar  drew, 

A  form  of  godlinefs  was  mine, 

The  pow'r  I  never  knew. 

3  I  refted  in  the  outward  law, 

Nor  knew  its  deep  defign  ; 
The  length  and  breadth  I  never  faw, 
And  heightji  of  love  divine. 

4  To  pleafe  thee  thus,  at  length  I  fee, 

Vainly  I  hop'd  anu  ftrove  : 
For  what  are  outward  things  to  thee, 
Unleis  they  fpring  from  lo  e  ? 


MM 


FOR    MOURNERS    CONVINCED    OF    SIIT-       241 

5  I  fee  the  perfvft  law  requires 

Tni_th  in  the  inward  parts  ; 
Our  full  confent,  our  whole  dellres, 
Our  undivided  hearts. 

6  But  I  or  means  have  made  my  boaft, 

Qf  means  an  idol  made  ! 
The  fpirir  in  the  letter  loft, 
The  fubftanoe  in  the  (hade ! 

7  Where  am  I  now,  or  what  my  hope? 
What  can  my  weaknefg  do  ? 


J€fu\  t0  tJlee»  mY  foul  looks  up  : 
Tis  thou  mutt  make  it  new. 


H  Y  M  N        X.  i&xiey, 

For  Mourners  convinced  of  Sin. 

1  f^  OD  is  in  this  and  e<-ery  p]aee  ; 
\JT  B.it  O  how  dark  and  void 
To  me !   'tis  one  great  wil.^ernefs, 

This  earth  withoii t  mv  God. 

2  Empty  of  him  who  a'l  things  fills, 

Till  he  his  light  impart ! 
Till  he  his  glorious  felf  reveals, 
The  veil  is  on  mv  heart  ! 

3  O  Jhou  who  feeft  and  know'ft  my  grief  1 

i  in  «e!r  unfeen,  unknown, 
Pity  my  helplefs  unbelief, 
-     And  take  away  the  (tone. 

4  Regard  me  with  a  gracious  eye, 

The  long- fought  Wefling  give; 
And  bid  me,  at  the  point  to'die/ 
Behold  thy  face  and  live. 

N 


«4*    FOR    MOURNERS    BRO'T    TO    THE    BIRTH. 

5  A  darker  foul  did  never  yet 

'I  by  promised    elp  imp  oie  : 

O  that  1  now  my  Lord  might  meet, 
And  never  lote  him  more  ! 

6  Now,  Jefus,  now  the  father's  love 

Shed  in  my  heart  abroad  ; 
The  middle  wall  of  fin  remove, 
And  let  mc  into  God  ! 


HYMN    XI.    [Fetter-Lane. 

For  Mourners  brought  to  the  Birth. 

i  r*T^HOU  hidden  God  for  whom  I  groan, 
JL       Till  thou  thyfelf  declare  j 
God  inaccellible.  unknown, 
Regard  a  Tinner's  pray'r. 

2  A  finner  wdt'i  ing  in  his  blcod, 

Unpurg'd,  and  unfurgL  'n  ; 

Far  diftant  from  the  living  God, 

As  far  as  hell  from  hcav'n. 

3  An  unregen'rate  chili  of  man, 

To  thee  for  faith  1  call  : 
Pry  thy  fallen  cieature's  pain, 
And  raife  me  from  my  fall ! 

4  T'  e  Daiknefs,  which  through  thee  I  feel, 

Thou  only  canft  remove  : 
Thy  own  eternal  pow'r  reveal, 
1  he  Deity  of  Love  I 

5  Thou  haft  m  unbelief  (hut  up, 

That  grace  may  let  me  £o  ; 
In  hope  believing  againit  hope, 
1  wait  the  truth  to  know. 

6  Thou  wilr  in  me  reveal  thy  name, 

Thou  wilt  thy  light  afford  ; 


M 


CONVINCED    OF    BACKSLIDING.  243 

Bound  and  oppreft,  yet  thine  I  am, 
The  prifoner  of  the  Lord. 

7  I  would  not  to  thy  foe  fubmit ; 
I   hate  tl  e  rynm's  chain  : 
Send  forth  thy  pri!  'ner  from  the  pit, 
Nor  let  me  cry  In  vain  ! 

S  Shew  me  the  blood  that  bought  my  peace 
The  cov'nant  blood  apply! 
And  all  my  griefs  at  once  mall  ceafe, 
And  all   my  fins  iha.ll  die. 

9  Now,   Lord,  if  thou  art  powc-,  defcend  j 

The  mountain  mi  remove; 
My  unbelief  and  troubles  end, 
If  thou  art  Truth  and  Love  ! 

10  Speak,  Jefu,  fpeak  into  my  heart, 

What  thou  for  me  haft  done! 
One  grain  ofliving  faith  impart, 
And  God  is  all  my  own  ! 

HYMN    Xir.  IPudfiy 

Convinced  of  Backjlidlng. 

1  r  I  ^HOU  Man  of  grief;,  remember  me, 

JL     Who  never  cam!  rhyfeif  forget ! 
Thy  laft,  myftericus  agony,        * 

Thy  fainting  pang -/and  bloody  fweat! 

2  When  wreftling  in  the  rrreng'h  of  pray'r, 

ihy  fpirit  funk  beneath  us  load  ; 
Thy  feeble  flefh  abhorr'd  to  ;;ear 
The  wrath  of  an  almighty  God. 

3  Father,  if  I  may  call  thee  fo, 

Regard  my  fearful  heart's  delire  ! 


244  TO*  MOURNIRS  RiCOVLRE** 

Remove  this  load  of  guilty  woe, 
Nor  let  me  in  my  fins  expire  ! 

4.  I  tremble,  left  the  wrath  divine, 

Which  bruifes  now  my  wretched  foui, 
Should  bruife  this  wretched  foul  of  mine, 
Long  as  eternal  ages  roll. 

5  To  thee  my  laftdiftrefs  I  bring  ! 

The  heighten'd  fcar  of  deatli  I  find  ; 
The  tyrant,  brandifhing  his  (ring, 
Appears,  and  hell  is  dole  behind. 

€  I  deureca^e  tint  death  alone. 

Tha'  endlefs  banifnment  from  thee  : 
O  fave,  an-  give  me  to  thy  Son, 

Who  tremtTd,  wept,  and  bled  for  me. 

HYMN     XIII.  [Dedication. 

For  Mourners  recovered. 

1  TESU,  Sliepherd  of  the  fr.cep, 
fc|    Pity  my  t>nfettl*d  foul  ! 
Guide,  and  noarifh  me,  and  keep, 

T:ll  thy  love  mail  make  me  whole  . 
Give  me,  perfect  foundrefsgive, 
Make  me  fredfaftly  beliee. 

2  I  am  never  atone  flay 

Changing  ev'ry  hour  I  am  : 
But  thou  art,  as  yeiterdav, 

Nov  and  evermore  the  fame  ; 
Conuancy  to  me  impar:, 
Stablifn  with  thy  grace  my  heart. 

3  Lay  thy  weighty  crofs  on  me,    . 

All  my  unbelief  control  : 
•    Till  the  rebel  ceafe  to  be, 

Keep  him  down  within  my  foulj 


FOB.    BELIEVERS    REJOICING.  345 

That  he  never  more  may  move, 
Root  and  ground  me  faft  in  love. 

\.  Give  me  faith  to  hold  me  up, 

Walking  over  life's  rough  fea  ; 
Holy,  purifying  hope 

Still  mv  foal's  fare  anchor  be; 
That  1  may  be  always  thine, 
Perfect  me  in  love  divine. 

H  Y  M  N     XIV.  [Hamilm. 

For  Believers  Rejoicing* 

OFT  I  in  my  heart  have  faid, 
Who  fliall  afcend  on  high, 
Moant  to  Chrifl  my  glorious  head, 

And  bring  him  from  the  fky  ) 
Borne  on  contemplation's  wing, 

Surely  I  (hall  find  him  there, 
Where  rhc  angels  praife  their  King, 

And  gain  the  morning-frar. 
Oft  I  in  my  heart  have  faid, 

Who  td 'the  deep  /hall  ftoop, 
Sink  with  Chrift  among  the  dead 

From  thence  to  bring  him  ap  ? 
Coald  I  bat  my  heart  prepare 

By  unfeignM  humility, 
Chrifl  would  quitkly  en;er  there, 

And  ever  dwell  with  me. 

But  ihe  righteoufaefs  of  faith 

Hath  taught  me  better  things  : 
"  Inward  tarn  thine  eyes,"  (it  faith, 

While  Chrift  to  me  it  brings) 

N     , 


246         BELIEVERS      FIGHTING.      PRAYING, 

"  (Thrift  is  ready  to  impart 

"  Life  to  all,  for  life  who  figh  ; 
"  In  ihv  mouth  and  in  thy  heart 

"  The  word  io  ever  nigh." 

H  Y  M  N     XV.  lOlney. 

For  Believers  Fighting. 

t     f~\  May  thy  powerful  word 
v^/  Inipire  a  feeble  worm 
To  rufh  into  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 
And  (ake  it  as  bv  Itorm  ! 
O  may  we  all  improve 
The  grace  already  given 
To  feize  the  crown  of  per  feci:  love, 
And  fcale  the  mount  of  heaven  ! 

HYMN     XVI.  [Sheffield. 

For  Believers  Fraying. 

i  f^\  Wond'rous  power  of  fiithful  prayer ! 
X^Jr  What  tongue  can  tell  th'"  almighty  grace  ? . 
Goo's  hands  or  bound  or  open  are, 

As  Mofess  or  Elijah  prays  j 
Let  Mofes  in  the  fpirit  groan, 
And  God  cries  out,  «*  Let  me  alone!" 

2  "  Let  me  alone,  thai  all  my  wrath 

"  May  rife  the  wicked  to  con  fit  me 
*'  Wjnl,   juftice  hears  thy  praying  faith, 

**  It  cannot  feal  tiie  finners  doom  ; 
"  My  Son  is  in  my  fervant's  prayer, 
'*  And  Jefus  forces  me  to  fpa  e." 

3  O  blcffed  word  of  Gofpel-grace, 

Which  now  we  for  our  Ifrael  plead  ! 
A  faithlefs  and  backiliding  race, 
Whom  ihou  haft  out  of  Egypt  freed  -, 


BELIEVERS    WATCftlNG.  247 

O  do  not  then  in  wrath  chaftife, 
Nor  let  thy  whole  difpleafure  rife  ! 

4  Father,  we  aflc  in  Jefus's  name  : 

In  Jefus's  power  and  fpirit  pray  ! 
Divert  thy  vengeful  thunder's  aim  ! 

O  turn  thy  threatening  wrath  away  ! 
Our  guilt  and  punifhment  remove, 
And  magnify  thy  pardoning  love  I 

5  Father,  regard  thy  pleading  Son, 

Accept  his  all  availing  prayer, 
And  fend  a  peaceful  anfwer  down 

In  honour  of  our  Spokefman  there  ! 
Whofe  blood  proclaims  our  fins  forgiven, 
And  fpeaks  thy  rebels  up  to  heaven, 

HYMN     XVII.  [IJlington. 

For  believers  Watching. 

1  T>IERCE,  fill  me  with  an  humble  fear; 
JL       My  utter  helplefnefs  reveal : 
Satan  and  fin  are  always  near, 

Thee  may  I  always  nearer  feel. 

2  Oh  !  that  to  thee  my  conflant  mind 

Might  with  an  even  flame  afpire  ; 
Pride  in  its  earlieft  motions  find, 
And  mark  the  rifings  of  defire. 

3  Oh !  that  my  tender  foul  might  fly, 

The  firff  abhorred  approach  of  ill ; 
Quick  3S  the  apple  of  an  eye 
The  flighteli  touch  of  fin  to  feel ! 

4  Till  thou  anew  my  foul  create, 

Still  may  I  ftrive,  and  watch,  and  pray. 
Humbly  and  confidently  wait, 
And  long  to  iee  the  perfect  day. 


■^^HHM 


24$  BELIEVERS    WORKING. 

HYMN     XVIII.         [23 J  Pfalm. 

For  Believers  Working. 

1  TT7HEN  quiet  in  my  howfe  I  fit, 

V  V    Thy  book  be  my  companion  ftill; 
My  joy,  thy  fayings  to  repeat, 

Talk  o'er  the  records  of  thy  will ; 
And  fearch  the  oracles  divine, 
Till  every  heart-felt  word  be  mine. 

2  O  may  the  gracious  words  divine, 

Subject  or  all  my  conveife  be  ; 
So  will  the  Lord  his  follower  join, 

And  walk  and  talk  himfelf  with  me  : 
So  (hall  my  heart  his  prefence  prove, 
Arid  burn  with  everlafting  love. 

3  Oft  as  I  lay  me  down  to  reft* 

O  may  the  reconciling  word 
Sweetly  compofe  my  weary  breafr ; 
>      While  on  the  bofom  of  my  Lord 
I  fink  in  blifsful  dreams  away, 
And  vifions  of  eternal  day. 

4  Rifing  to  fing  my  Saviour's  praife, 

Thee  may  I  publifh  all  day  long, 
And  let  thy  precious  word  of  grace 

Flow  from  my  he^trt  and  fill  my  tongue  ? 
ill  all  my  life  with  pureft  love, 
And  join  me  to  thy  church  above. 

HYMN    XIX.     IMarienbourn. 

For  Believers  Suffering. 

j   TV  T  ASTER,  I  own  thy  lawful  claim, 
JLVJL  Thine,  wholly  thine,  I  long  to  be ; 
Thou  feed,  at  lafl  I  willing  am, 
Where'er  thou  goeft  to  follow  thee  : 


BELIEVERS     SUFFERING.  349 

Myfelf  in  all  things  to  deny  : 
Thine,  wholly  thine,  to  live  and  die. 

1  Whate'er  my  finful  flefli  requires, 

For  thee  I  cheerfully  forego  ; 
My  covetous  and  vain  defires, 

My  hopes  of  happinefs  below  ; 
My  fenfes*  and  my  pafiions'  food, 
And  all  my  third  for  creature-good. 

Pleasure,  and  wealth,  and  praife  no  more 
Shall  lead  my  captive  foul  aftray  : 

My  fond  purfuits  I  all  give  o'er, 
Thee,  only  thee,  refolv'd  t'  obey; 

My  own  in  all  things  to  refign, 

And  know  no  other  will  than  thine. 

All  pow'r  is  thine  in  earth  and  heav'n  ; 

All  fulnefs  dwells  in  thee  alone ; 
Whate'er  I  have  was  freely  giv'n  j 
.    Nothing  but  fin  I  call  my  own  : 
Other  propriety,  difclaim; 
Thou  only  art  the  great  I  AM. 

Wherefore  to  thee  I  all  refign  ; 

Being  thou  art,  all  love,  and  pow'r: 
Thy  only  will  be  done,  not  mine! 

Thee,  Lord,  let  earth  and  heav'n  adore  ? 
Flow  back  the  rivers  to  the  fea, 
And  let  our  all  be  loft  in  thee  ! 

H  Y  M  N    XX.  [KingPwoej, 

CAST  on  the  fidelity 
Of  my  redeeming  L       o 
I  fhall  his  falvation  fee, 
According  to  his  word  : 


*5Q  BELIEVERS    SUFFERING. 

Credence  to  his  word  I  give, 
My  Saviour,  in  diftreffirs  paft, 

Will  not  now  his  fervant  leave, 
But  bring  me  through  at  1  ft. 

2  Better  than  my  boding  fears 

To  me  thou  eft  hxftV.rov'd  ; 
Oft  obferv'd  my  filent  tears, 

And  challenged  my  b  lov'd  : 
Mercy  to  my  refcue  flew, 

And  death  ungrafp'd  his  fainting  prey; 
Pain  before  thy  face  withdrew, 

And  forrow  fled  away. 

3  Now  as  yefterday  the  fame, 

In  all  my  troubles  nigh, 
Jefus  on  thv  word  and  name 

I  ftedfaftly  rely, 
Sure  as  now  the  grief  I  feel 

The  promis'd  joy  I  foon  fliall  have  : 
Sav'd  again  to  finners  tell 

Thy  power  and  will  to  fave. 

4  To  thy  blefled  will  refign'd 

And  Maid  on  that  alone 
I  thy  perfect  ftrength  mall  find, 

Thy  faithful  mercies  own  : 
Compafs'd  round  with  fongs  of  praife, 

My  all  to  my  Redeemer  give  j 
Spread  thy  miracles  of  grace, 

And  for  thy  glory  live. 


HYMN    XXI.  [Welling. 

i  HPHOU  Lamb  of  God,  thou  Princ?  of  Peace, 
X     For  thee  my  thirfly  foul  doth  pine  ! 
My  longing  heart  implores  thy  grace  : 
O  make  me  in  thy  likenels  mine  ! 


251 


BELIEVIRS    SUFFERING. 

2  With  fraudlefc,  even,  humble  mind, 

Ihy  will  ]n  all  things  may  I  fee  i 

In  love  be  ev'ry  wifh  reiign'd, 

And  hallow'd  my  whole  heart  to  thee. 

3  When  pain  o'er  my  weak  flefti  prevails 

W«h  iamb-like  patience  arm^y  bSfl  • 
W  hen  g, ief  my  wounded  foul  aflaifc 
In  lowly  meekaeis  may  I  reft. 

4  Clofe  by  thy  fide  ftijl  may  I  keep 

<m£Z"/%  !ife'S  Various  currents  ^w  j 
With  ftedraft  eye  mark  ev'ry  ftep, 

And  follow  thee  where'er  thou  go. 

5  Thou,  Lord,  the  dreadful  fight  haft  won  : 

Alone  thou  haft  the  wine-prefs  trod  ■ 
In  me  thy  ftrength'ning  grace  be  mown 
O  may  I  conquer  through  thy  blood ! 

6  So  when  on  Sion  thou  /halt  ftand, 

And  all  heaven's  hoft  adore  their  king, 
bnali  1  be  found  at  thy  right  hand 
And  free  from  pain  thy  glories  fing. 

HYMN  XXII.  \*mmt. 

1  TESU*  t^ie  weary  wanderer's  reft, 

j      Give  me  thy  eafy  yoke  to  bea'r  • 
With  ftedfaft  patience  arm  rnv  breaft 
With  fpotlefs  love,  and  lowly  fear! 

2  Thankful  1  take  the  cup  from  thee, 

Prepared  and  mingled  bv  thy  fki'lL 
Tnough  barer  to  'he  tafte  it  be* 

Powerful  the  wounded  foul  to  heal. 
j  Be  thou,  O  Rock  of  Ages,  nigh  ! 

So  fhail  each  murmuring  thought  be  gone; 


252  BELIEYFRS    GROANING,    &C, 

And  grief,  and  fear,  and  care  fhall  fly 
As  clouds  before  the  mid-day  fun. 

3  Speak  to  my  warring  paflions,  "  peace  :" 
Say  to  my  trembling  heart,  "  Be  frill:" 
Thy  power  my  itrengthand  fortrefs  is, 
For  all  things  ferve  thy  fovereign  will. 

5  O  death !  where  is  thy  (ting  ?  where  now 
Thy  boaited  victory,  O  grave  ? 
Who  ihall  contend  with  God  ?  or  who 
Can  hurt  whom  God  delights  to  fa*.e  ? 

HYMN      XXIII.  [Athlone. 

For  Believers  groaning  for  full  Redemption. 

i   /^V   God  moft  merciful  and  true 
V_y     Thy  nature  to  my  foul  impart : 
'Stablifh  with  me  the  covenant  new, 
And  write  perfection  on  my  heart. 

i  To  real  holinefs  reftored, 

0  let  me  gain  my  Saviour's  mind  ; 
And  in  the  knowledge  of  my  Lord 

*  Fulnefs  of  life  eternal  find. 

3  Remember,  Lord,  my  fins  no  more, 

That  them  I  may  no  more  forget ; 
But,  funk  in  guiltiefs  (name,   adore 
With  fpeechlefs  wonder  at  tby  feet. 

4  O'erwhelm'd  with  thy  ftupendous  grace, 

1  fnall  not  in  thy  prefence  move  ; 
Bat  breathe  unuterable  praife, 

And  rapturous  awe,  and  (ilentlove. 

5  Then  every  murmuring  thought  and  vain 

Expires  in  fweet  confufion  loft  : 
I  cannot  of  my  crofs  complain, 
I  cannot  of  my  goodnefs  boaft. 


1ELIETERS    BROUGHT    TO    THE    BIRTH.     2S3 

*,  Pardon'd  for  all  that  I  have  done, 
My  mouth  as  in  the  duft  I  hide, 
And  glcry  give  to  God  alone, 
My  God  for  ever  pacified ! 

HYMN     XXIV.  Nation. 

For  Believers  brought  to  the  birth. 

*  O  ™V?w0m  in  fldh  reveal'd, 
V^   Ihc  helplefs  all  for  fueeour  came  ; 
The  &fc  to  be  reliev'd  and  heal'd,         ' 
And  found  falvation  in  thy  name: 

2  With  publicans  and  harlots  I 
Tn^thefu  th/  fpirit'S  goiPel-daV5, 

ToAth5e1the,?,nner,s  fnend>  d™  mVh, 
And  humbly  me  for  faving  grace 

3  Thou  fceft  me  helplefs  and  diftreft, 

Feeble    and  faint,  and-bli.d,  and  poor- 
VV  eary,  I  come  to  thee  for  reft 
And  fick  of  fm,  implore  a  cure. 

4  My  fin's  incurable  difeafe, 

Thou,  Jefus,  thou  alone  canft  heal  • 

a!T!  m°with  thy  P°wV  and  Peace,' 
And  pardon  on  my  confc.ence  feal. 

5  A  touch,  a  word,  a  look  from  thee 

Can  turn  my  heart  and  make  it  clean  • 
Purge  the  foul,  inbred  leprofy,  ' 

And  fave  me  from  my  bofom-fin. 
i  Lord    if  thou  wilt,  I  do  believe, 

Thon?  Tu-  the/avinS  grace  impart: 
Ihou  canft  this  inftant  now  forgive* 
^nd  ftamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 
1  My  heart,  which  now  to  thee  I  raife, 

I  know  thou  canft  this  moment  clean fc  i 
0  '    ' 


254     BELIEVERS    BROUGHT    TO    THE    BIRTH. 

The  deepeft  ftains  of  fin  efface, 
And  drive  the  evil  ipirit  hence. 

8  Be  it  according  to  thy  word  ! 

Accomplish  now  thy  work  in  me  : 
And  let  my  foul,  to  health  reftor'd, 
Devote  its  little  all  to  thee  ! 

HYMN     XXV.  [Welling. 

i    TESU,  thy  far  extended  fame 
J   My  drooping  foul,  exults  to  hear : 
Thy  name,  thy  all  reftoring  name, 
Is  mufic  in  a  finner's  ear. 

2  Sinners  of  old  thou  dift  receive, 

With  comfortable  words  and  kind; 

Their  forrows  cheer,  their  wants  relieve, 

Heal  the  difeas'd,  and  cure  the  blind. 
» 

3  And  art  thou  not  the  Saviour  ftill, 

In  ev'ry' place- and  age  the  fame  ? 
Haft  thou  forgot  thy  gracious  (kill, 
Or  Lo€  the  virtue  of  thy  name  ? 

4  Faith  in  thy  changelefs  name  I  have  ; 

The  good,  the  kind  phyfician  thou 
Art  able  now  our  fouls  to  fave, 
Art  willing  to  reftore  them  now. 

c  Though  feventeen  hundred  years  are  paft 
Since  thou  didft  in  the  flefh  appear  ! 
Thy  tender  mercies  ever  laft  I 

And  ftill  thy  healing  pow/r  is  here. 

Woul'ft  thou  the  body's  health  reftore, 
And  not  regard  the  fin-fick  foul  ? 

The  fin-fick  foul  thou  lov'ft  much  more, 
And  furely  thou  fhalt  make  it  whole. 


FOR    THE    SOCIETY    PRAYING.  2er 

7  All  my  difeafe,  my  ev'ry  fin 
To  thee,  O  Je1,s,  I  confefs  : 
In  pardon,  Lord,  my  cure  begin, 
And  perfect  it  in  holinefs. 
S  That  token  of  thine  utmoft  goo~f, 

Now,  Saviour,  now  on  me  be  (low  • 

A  nHUrgen!"y  COnfcience  wi^h  thy  blood, 
And  wafh  my  nature  while  as  fnow. 

HYMN    XXVI.     IMuficmn's 

For  the  Society  Praying. 

i  £ XCEPT  the  Lord  conduct  the  plan, 
-^  The  bed  concerted  fchemes  are  vain, 
And  never  can  fucceed  ; 

But  3w  °Ur  rretChued  ftrength  for  no»Sht ; 
But  if  pur  works  in  theatre, wrought, 

They  mail  be  bleft  indeed.  ;Sf"^ 

:S  ^^^d'ftthyfeifinfpire 
Our  fouls  with  this  inrenfe  defire 

■i  ny  goodnefs  to  proclaim  ; 
J  hy  glory  if  We  now  intend, 
O  let  our  deed  begin  and  end 
Complete  in  Jem's  name ! 

3  In  Jem's  name  behold  we  meet 

lar  from  an  evil  world  retreat/ 

And  ah  its  frantic  wavs  :  * 
OneonlythingrefoIv,d<ok.n 

And  fquare  our  ufcfii]  ]jves        » 
^y  reafon  and  by  g  ace. 

4  Not  in  the  tombs  we  pine  to  dwell 
Not  i„  Uie  dark,   monaftic  cell,      ' 

*y  vows  and  grates  confined; 


256  FOR    THE    SOCIETY    PRAYIN6. 

Freely  to  all  ourfelves  we  give 
Conftrained  by  Jefu's  love  to  live 
The  fervants  of  mankind. 

5  Now,  Jefu,  now  thy  love  impart 
To  govern  each  devoted  heart, 

And  fit  us  for  thy  will! 
Deep  founded  in  the  truth  of  grace, 
Build  up  thy  rifing  church,  and  place 
The  city  on  the  hill. 

C  O  let  our  faith  and  love  abound  ! 
O  let  our  lives*o  all  around 

With  pureft  Tuftre  mine ! 
That  all  around  our  works  may  fee, 
And  cive  the  glory,  Lord,  to  thee, 

The  heavenly  light  divine! 

H  Y  M  N     XXVII.         \Wwcejitr. 

A  Pajloral  Hymn. 

*   T  TOW  beauteous  are  their  feet 
J  Jl     jfho  (land  on  Zion's  hill, 
^HK Ix'i'i;.'  falvation  on  their  tongues, 
An  J  words  of  peace  reveall 

a  Mow  charming  is  their  voice, 

So  fweet  the  tidings  are ! 

"  Zion  behold  thy  Saviour  King, , 

«  lie  reigns  ana  triumphs  here." 

9 
2  How  happy  are  our  ears, 

1  hat  hear  this  joyful  found, 

Which  kings  and  ^vophets  waited  for, 

And  fought  bin  never  found! 


rASTORAL   HYMN. 

4  Mow  blefled  are  our  eyes, 

That  fee  this  heavenly  light  j 
Prophets  and  kings  defued  it  long, 
But  dy'd  without  the  fight. 

5  The  watchman  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ; 
Jerufalem  breaks  forth  in  fongs, 
And  defarts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad  ; 
Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 


-SI 


MWBMhH 


INDEX  to  PART  II. 
c 

COME,  O  thou  all- victorious  Lord  xy 

Caft  on  the  fidelity  249 

E 

Except  the  Lord  condu£t  the  plan  255 

G 

God  is  in  this  and  ev'ry  place  241 

H 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet  256 

I 

I  long  to  behold  him  array'd  237 

J 

jefus,  Sheperd  of  the  fheep  244 

Jefu,  the  weary  wanderer's  reft  251 

Jefu,  thy  far-extended  fame  254 

L 

Long  have  I  feem'd  to  ferve  thee,  Lord  240 

J* 

M 
Mafra*,  I  own  thy  lawful  claim  24S 

O 

O  all  that  pafs  by  to  Jefus  draw  near  233 

Oft  I  in  my  heart  have  faid  245 

O  may  thy  powerful  word  246 

O  wondrous  power  of  faithful  prayer  ibid 

O  God  moft  merciful  and  true  252 

O  God  to  whom  in  flefh  reveal'd  253 

P 

Pierce,  fill  me  with  an  humble  fear  247 


INDEX   TO    PART   THE    II. 
R 

Rejoice  evermore,  with  angels  above 


235 


S 

Stand  the  omnipotent  decree  236 

T 
Thyfaithfulnefs,  Lord,  each  moment  I  find  23* 

I  hou  Son  of  God  whofe  flaming  eves  2?  8 

Thou  hidden  God  for  whom  T  groan  242 

Thou  Man  of  Griefs  remember  me  24? 

Thou  Lamb  of  God,  thou  Prince  of  Peace  250 

W 

Weary  fouls  that  wander  wide  2?c 

When  quiet  in  my  houfe  I  fit  3^S 


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